My mom has this huge aquarium for which she just bought 10 fish. My sisters, mom and I watched them for awhile yesterday and got all involved in their lives. First we named them all. The blue/black fish are Sam and Lola. Together they have Fred, a blue/black girl. The orange/black fish are Manny and Mona; no kids. There were three yellow fish that we couldn’t tell apart so they all became the Rogers family. Then there was the bastard black fish that swam around intimidating everyone else. We called him Shitface. He was an abusive husband to Nora, whom he forced to stay in the corner of the tank at all times. Every so often he’d swim up to her corner and dart at her violently, just to scare her. One time she ventured out for food and he quickly chased her back to her corner. We monitored the situation carefully, and after a few uncalled for incidences from Shitface, we sent Social Services in there with a net and flushed the fucker down the toilet.
Unfortunately within minutes of his banishment (and death), Sam took over as Alpha male! He was chasing Nora all over the tank trying to demonstrate his dominance. I swear, males are all fuckers with superiority complexes.
What else did I do this weekend? Friday was Phil’s pizza and I finally watched St. Elmo’s Fire. Saturday was Zoet Craft Day where I made some rockin’ jewelry. Then since everyone in the world got sick or had their tires slashed, there was no bar. Instead I went to Robin’s to see her dress and work on a project. Then I helped plan my sister’s open house, watched Emily get drunk on Arbor Mist, and did some naked hot tubbing with the girls. Sunday was church where I sat through the SAME sermon I heard at TVC the last two times I went (over the last 4ish years). What are the chances? More open house planning and invitation making, visited mom, then drove home to Jackson where the snow hasn’t melted yet like in good ol’ GR. Fuck snow. And that’s it!