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wSunday, September 29, 2002

feeling: procrastination...ish
listening to: girls in the quad next door are watching American Bandstand


So yesterday we went to Walmart, which is renowned among betta lovers for keeping bettas to be sold in the most horrific of conditions (they're kept in tiny, tiny little cups, fed every few days, and their water's never changed), and I kinda wanted to go to the pet section and see if there were any that were rescue-able. Heh, I've heard of people who bought every betta at their local Walmart just to give them a good, healthy home and help them recover from the sicknesses and crud most Walmart bettas end up with. But anyway, I had neither the money nor the time, so I didn't even walk by the pet section, because I knew I'd want to buy at least one if I went over there and saw them suffering. And today, we went to Office Max, which is next door to Petland, and I wanted to make a little side trip to see if they had any new nice bettas in stock. But again, I had neither the time or the money, so I didn't bother to walk into the store and risk becoming a thief or something. :P

That must mean I'm ready for a new betta anytime now, ne? I'm hearing the call everywhere I go... *3* <---(hypnotizey fishy face) And by the way, betta is pronounced BETTA, not BETA. BET-TA, not BAY-TA. It drives me nuts when people fail to see and/or pronounce that extra T.

I also got to see my nephew yesterday for the first time in 2 weeks. I missed so much in that short time. He can WALK now, for Bob's sake. T__T Well, short distances, but still. And he babbles and "dadada"s and "agaah"s and makes all kinds of new consonant-ridden noises. And he has a new 'thing' that he does: he'll raise one arm above his head and just... hold it there. o_O We don't know if he's reaching for something, or about to wave at someone but pausing instead, or what... but it's really funny. And it's even funnier when he does it with both arms. :P He'll sit there and kinda look up or lean back, and just raise both arms in the air and sit there like that... then he'll put them down and go on with whatever he was doing before. It's hilarious. *gigglesnort*

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