06/16/03

Wow, 10am already. Time sure does fly when you work from home. 🙂 Of course, we don’t have to talk about the fact that I didn’t bother getting my ass out of bed until 9am. I got up around 6:20 and checked my work mail and stuff then my ass went back to sleep. I just did a little bit of work and now I’m chillin. What happened this morning was great. Someone copied my boss in on a question and I answered it and made work for myself at 6:30am. Then the woman wrote me back around 9am when she gets in and I responded again around 9:15, so booyeah, my boss will see just how hard I’m working from home. Unless she reads my OD, lol.

I’m still sunburned and really sore from Saturday. It doesn’t help that hubbys family made us sit in the damned sun yesterday at the picnic. No one bothered to make room for us in the shade or anything. Then when we decided to just sit in the table in the sun they all just joked about how the sunburned people were sitting in the sun. Okay, I was fucking MISERABLE and I was only fucking there because they’d whine and cry if we skipped out. If you’re going to whine and cry about people skipping out on family functions maybe you should treat them with a little kindness, especially when they’re miserably sunburned. But no, I had to sit in the sun and everyone had to fucking touch my sunburn. I was also annoyed because I was told there would be chicken and the only thing there was steak. I fucking hate steak. I’m not a big meat fan to begin with, I’ll eat it, but it’s not something I jump for joy over. I was a vegetarian for about 2 years but it didn’t work out, I got so sick of being dragged to people’s houses and feeling bad because I wouldn’t eat what they had to offer. *sigh* so I gave it up and I’ll eat chicken and burgers but that’s about it. I hate steak so hubby ate mine, he doesn’t really like it all that much either but said yesterdays was tolerable.

I fucking hate family functions, I seriously, SERIOUSLY want to move far, far away from ALL family. I like to visit on my terms and on my terms only.

Yeah, so anyway.

I got a new fish yesterday and I was reminded that THIS is the reason I’m a betta keeper. Despite all the frustrations that come with them, this is the reason. I was looking for a female betta yesterday when I spotted a young juvenile male in one of those little cups with less than an inch of water in it. It BARELY covered his body. The water was dirty and when I got him into the car and took another look at him I realized the dirt in the water was POTTING SOIL!!!! Yes, my friends, potting soil. Apparently the summer help at this shop decided to dump water off of a plant into the fish’s cup. The little guy was horribly stressed out too, he had stress striped and was flopping in the little bit of water in the cup. Luckily I had part of a bottle of poland spring that had been sitting in the car during the family dinner thing and had gotten warm. I don’t recommend this unless it’s absolutely necessary, but I dumped the poland spring into the cup just so he’d have some water. I think he realized at that point that his life was going to get better and not worse because he calmed down, a lot, and his stress stripes went away. I don’t recommend dumping untreated water OF ANY KIND into a betta cup if they’re going to be in it for a long period of time simply because you really, honestly, don’t know what’s in that water. Spring water can come from some towns chemically treated town water and be marketed as spring water, it happens.. I trust poland spring because it’s a really well known brand but if you pick up one of those other brands you just don’t know for sure that it doesn’t really have trace amounts of chlorine and chloramines in it. Anyway, I got him home to a ready and waiting 2 gallon tank, and put him in. I love watching bettas when they first experience the new “big” tank. He swam over to a plant, down to check out his castle, over to the glass for a quick peek out at me then he took off swimming back and forth and all around. He was one HAPPY Betta Splendens! 🙂 He’s been enjoying his new found freedom and I will be writting a letter to that pet store later. There were plenty other bettas there in poor condition and in yucky water. The one I got was the only one living in potting soil infested water but there were others that were obviously living in waste. Letters don’t often seem to help but I have to try. But this is it, this is exactly why I keep bettas, because they’re so poorly treated and if I can do my part to make life better for even just a few then I’ll feel like I’ve done something. So welcome home Albert and happy bubblenesting. 🙂

Well, I just checked my voicemail and discovered I have one. Someone thinks they deleted something in our forms database so I have been called to the rescue.