Wrote in my journal (the paper one) Watched Rodeo tapes Flipped through "The Handbag Book of Girly Emergencies" Counted all the change in my change jar Stared at my fish Played with the cat Played endless games of Mini-golf on my cell phone
Everytime I turned off the lights I started crying. Long night.
My fish is the messiah. I came home from work today and the filter to my fish tank (or bowl, as Aaron so kindly insists it is), malfunctioned and had overheated. The fishwater felt like bathwater.
And still, Goober swam. Shoulda been fish soup, but that's why my fish is cool.
If anyone's interested in going to the rodeo for my birthday, drop me a comment with your email address (trust me, I don't have it, and I'll screen my comments so only I see it.)
Longhorn World Championships Saturday, Feb 19, 8 PM Palace of Auburn Hills VIP tickets are $33.75 (including the service charge)