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feeling: head hurts listening to: nothing
Well, never mind. Woke up a little early this morning and watched him die. The Magnus has fallen.
That might be the last betta I own for a while, unless I happen to see one during a routine Petland run that just screams at me to take him/her home.
...No, on second thought, I can't plan my life around a future that isn't here yet and is just as likely not to happen. Even if what I do until then turns out to be a total waste. Like the two gallons of fresh new water I just dumped in Magnus' tank (the portion of it that didn't splatter all over my floor anyway) about 16 hours ago.
*sigh* Guess I should get this taken care of and start looking for lunch...
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 10/21/2009 12:00:00 PM
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