Sssshhh...

Don't tell anyone, but I might be secretly in lust with Jarlaxle from R.A. Salvatore's books. I feel like I'm cheating on my beloved Drizzt, even if he is just a character.

I'm copying neriah. I got a beta yesterday. I went to Wal-Mart to look for that neat little Bender Ball they advertise on television. Maybe I'd actually do situps if I had a fun little ball to play with. Right? Humor me. They didn't have it, and I'm not ordering it off the infomercial because that's scam-city. Anyway, I was looking for a thermometer for the crab's tank when I saw the betas sitting along the wall by the aquariums. The only one on the top shelf was a male with white/purple fins. He kept tracking me as I moved around his cup. I couldn't resist. I bought a one-gallon tank, gravel, and some accessories for him. Jason gave me the look when I flounced in carrying another pet, but I told him to back off, that he wouldn't even notice poor Batou. You see, I had already named the beta in the store. I very well couldn't have left the poor thing there for some kid to buy and torture with a name like Mr. McFishyPants. Right? Right. A picture of him will be forthcoming. I haven't uploaded it to the net just yet.

I also have pictures of my loverly "garden" (read: potted plants) on my balcony. They'll be posted when I get around to uploading the suckers.