I giggle infinitely more when I'm by myself.

Fishes, AGAIN.

I spent a good 3 minute talking to my fish and telling him how I had a dream where I forgot to feed him with a bunch of other fishies in the tank (which I don't have, as they all died off instead of him... The past fishes are a-haunting!) and then they were so starving hungry that they picked and nipped at him till he died and laid in a pool of his own blood. It was very sad.

Anyway, the point is, I spent THREE MINUTES talking to my fish. That is two minutes and fifty seconds MORE than I should be talking to a fish.

This is sadness. THIS IS SPARTA!!!

And in those three minutes I also tested its psychic ability by telling him to swim up or down within a time limit if it could understand me.

 And he did. He really did. I don't even know if I'm even half-serious anymore. What is wrong with me??!

Winter Sky

There was one day in winter (a really cold day) where the sky was a bright cheery storybook blue.

It was really nice. And it's a memory I keep because it makes me happy. :)