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My gourami Eames most definitely ate my angelfish Trowa. Eames was dead in the tank this morning, bloated with black scales that he couldn't get rid of. I am so horrified.

Work was slow today; I only had two appointments. But both people were awesomely nice, run to work with, and tips were good.

Beaches are closed. EIGHTEEN FOOT SHARKS, WTF. Thresher sharks, wtf even are those? If I saw something like that coming toward me in the water, I would chew my own veins out. Also, the sgt. in this article is my cousin. :)

This the only bird I've got so far:


A sparrow, ridiculously yet shamelessly named Jack.

It's hot hot hot and I can't wait for it to get hotter.

So far I've got five and possibly six students lined up for my dance class. Got to get those flyers out! Next week, I won't forget them.

Movies tomorrow? HOPEFULLY.