Sententiae Draconis

So I only have one fish left now. I was doing my reading for tomorrow when I looked over and noticed the carcass of Dany Heatley (named for the Ottawa Senator) in the bottom of my tank. Just the other day he looked fine and was swimming about merrily eating algae. This has led me to one conclusion - MURDER.

Ted is the only fish I have left. He is the fish I have had for the longest period of time and is still going strong - as I type he is in fact swimming up and down the side of the tank in a jaunty manner. He was present for the depression-induced death of Augustus, the equally unexplained death of Steve-the-Sucker-Fish, I believe that he ate Clementine while I was in Europe this summer (she simply disappeared), and now Dany Heatley's sudden demise.

There is a clear pattern developing here.

On the one hand - my fish are dying. On the other hand - Ted is suddenly way cooler than he used to be (and he was always pretty cool).

In less shocking news I haven't yet seen the season opener of Heroes because I'm waiting until after I finish my big important classes on Wednesday and then I'm going to reward myself. I am really looking forward to it, but I am strong and am not going to read anyone's reviews until after I watch it.

Anyway I must go and read some more Iliad for class tomorrow... perhaps write a reading response... or perhaps not. I do have two papers to write within the next week, but if I don't write one for this week I'll have to write one for next week. - It's a dilemma and a half.

Why is it that every time I go to the fish store it rains? And not just calm rain either, intense wet rain that soaks your pants within the first five minutes and that you can feel pounding into the shoulders and hood of your raincoat.

So I got a new fish. He's a sucker fish and an algae eater so I won't even have to feed him. I've yet to think of a name, but all things in time. The fish store people did have quite a time getting one of them out of the tank. Right now he's sulking under the plant, but I'm sure his spirits will rise as he gets used to the new environment and realizes how much algae I have lying around for him to eat.

ETA: I've decided on a name for my new fish. He's Steve. Steve the Sucker Fish. That is all.

Is sick.

Was sick before but it actually took me forty-five minutes to get ready for the day and I woke up at the sametime that I usually have to walk out the door to get to class.

Decided that I'm not going to class.

Made a note on my white-board about how many more Russian classes I can miss before I automatically fail the class. (I have ten possible absences. I've missed two. I'm fine, but I'm still slightly paranoid.)

I need a tea pot.

In other news I named my fish. I used the tried, tested and true method of sitting next to the tank and watching them while my roommates make suggestions that I mostly ignore. They're named Augustus, Celemintine and Ted. S actually thought of Augustus, but then he started suggesting other, more stupid names so his contribution doesn't really diserve kudos.

Pictures will follow at some point. Maybe I'll have a quiet morning photographing my fish and drinking tea before I go into work.

So I'm claening up my room because it had gotten a little bit too much... even for me, and I discovered something:

I do have a desk under all that crap.

Huh.

ETA: Also I found one of those positive space stickers underneath all that crap so I decided to put it on my fish tank, right on the flappy thing that I lift every time I need to feed the fish. Te He.

I haven't updated in a while, I guess there wasn't much to say (not that I usually let that stop me of course), but things have been happening. I've been getting back into the sing of classes and such like. It still feels kinda like the winter break didn't happen while at the same time like they shouldn't be beginning at all yet (and that makes less sense than usual, good job Aderam).

Of course the other thing that is keeping me off in my own little world is that I'm currently basking in the happy glow of a new fandom. After finishing off season 1 of Supernatural I of course went looking for some fic to go along with it, and thankfully I've found a bunch of good ones that aren't Sam/Dean. *shudders* My squick level isn't exactly low, but that is just WRONG.

Also I keep spending time just watching my fish. They are pretty darn cool. These are the first pets that I've ever owned (except sea monkeys, but I'm not sure they really count since they seemed to flourish rather ridiculously even when I was doing my best to igore them and didn't feed them for ... actually I don't think I ever fed them) and it's just really neat. I tried taking some pictures but only one of them turned out to be any good and I haven't bothered putting it on my computer yet. Funnily enough the problem isn't reflection off the glass, the problem is that Bertram is a twitchy fish and every single picture I have of him is an orange and black blurr instead of a fish.

Tomorrow is the YAS Ball and I am the excited! It's my university's annual formal dance and I didn't go last year because I was sick and I didn't think I'd have a good time. Of course this year I'm of the legal drinking age, so that's also a great bonus. I'm really looking forward to seeing everyone dressed to the nines and to dancing with various people. S says that I should go for as girly as possible because I'm usually very much not girly. C says that I should be as girly as I want to be ("And that's why he's my favourite," says L).

And now I am tired and my battery is running down, so I'm going to go upstairs to my room, plug in Henry and watch my fish for a while as they swim about in their tank.