it's been awhile... was so tired monday and tuesday, then got to bed early, 12:00, tuesday night, and woke up wednesday with the most horrific cold ever. as in an i-can-feel-the-post-nasal-drip-eating-away-at-the-back-of-my-throat miserableness. today that's gone away, for which i am enormously grateful. i can even breathe semi-consistantly again! but i'm still sniffling and snuffling and dripping in a most unbecoming way. i wonder if wild animals try to hide it when they have colds, or are embarrassed. cause the whole nose snuffling sneezing bit is really just another way of saying hey, i'm not a very fit creature, germs and bacteria and microbes are kicking my ass...
*ahem* so, yes. though i guess the sleep helped. i never quite understood the stuff they taught us about sickness in grade school, how the uncomfortable aspects of colds and infections and such are actually the by-products of our own bodies fighting off the intruders. i always wondered, did that mean that if my body didn't fight stuff, if it just lay back and surrentered, that there would never be puss or snot or headachey pains or sore burning throats? it sounded tempting, to just call off the fight, but i figured that entailed death, so perhaps it was a small price to pay. still, couldn't the body come up with nostril and sinus-protecting agents that *don't* burn at the back of one's throat upon contact?
my poor body - if it could know my thoughts i'm sure it would think i'm such an ungrateful jerk.
bought a new fish today. it's an albino cory. caught my eye because it was the only one of its kind in a tank full of more commonish fish (tetras i do believe). it has kind of catfish-like feelers on its face, and was extremely twitchy and neurotic, swimming back and forth in a manner far too energetic to consider "pacing." it stuck me that he looked somewhat like cthulu and acted somewhat like woody allen, and no sooner did that cross my mind then i determined this was the fish i would get. unfortunately, this fellow is a tropical fish and so very sensitive to fluctuations in temperature and ammonia levels, so i fully expect to kill it too.
ha, ha - "the fish who lived." like harry potter. wouldn't that be nice...
but yes. part of what it was... well, i was thinking of getting another betta but then i was reading a little info thing on bettas i'd come across (written from the betta's point of view, no less - how fricking cute, peh) and it said soming about how "i'm a very solitary kind of fish. please do not put other fish with me - i like to live alone." kudos acted really happy to live with the other fish and was so close to ifrit, and i didn't want to get another betta that would act cold and haughty and so very different. so i got the neurotic fish instead. i did ask one of the ladies at the pet store whether there were any affectionate fish, but she seemed to think not and i'm not surprised, remembering my similar longing for affectionate fish in childhood. i really want to get a frigging mammal someday. kudos had almost restored my faith that somehow fish could be snuggly, even if only with other water creatures, and i could feel snuggled vicariously, but then he died because the one he chose to snuggle with secreted fecking toxins from his skin.
poll: is it mostly a "girl thing" to have such a strong desire that the creatures one associates with be snuggly and/or affectionate, in some form or another?
i dunno - in my eyes, it's the difference between something that acknowledges your existance and can be effectively anthropormorphized and something that's more like a screensaver that eats. so not so much a girl thing, though sometimes i think such stuff comes off that way to other people. but i'll leave em to their dumbass screensaver pets. was embarrassed, naturally, to ask the pet store lady about affectionate fish because i knew it was a dumb (and probably considered a "girly" kind of) question... but all the same, i'd rather look stupid than risk not finding out something hoped-for but not-expected because of the fear of looking stupid. it would have so made my day if the pet store lady had said, "o, affectionate fish? i'm so glad you asked! here follow me, there's a section in the back - we keep them out of the way so they're not always leaping out of their tanks trying to follow people home" - or something equally improbable, stupid and lovely.
so yeah... here's the part where i get really lame... just wanted to let you guys know, soon i'll have pics up of kudos, and kudos being snuggly with toxin-newt ifrit, and the new fish, who i do not intend to name until he demonstrates that he deserves one by not dying right away. bastardly fish, always dying, heh.
had a devil of a time getting a decent picture of the new fish as he is constantly neurotic-swimming-darting-all-over. hopefully, though, you can understand a little bit the resemblance to cthulu. is far more striking head-on. also, he's got a horrible case of the fish equivalent of photo-induced red-eye. but he's an albino, and cool, and not dead yet! supposedly cories are calmer amongst others of their own kind... if this fellow proves his worth by not dying, perhaps he'll get not only a name, but a non-toxic friend to live with. quite the incentive to stay alive, i'd say.
also at the pet store i saw a rabbit just like xie's bunny cooper (though not quite as cute). i kind of wanted to touch it but was not sure if i'd be frowned at for doing so. thought about xie stroking the cooper-bunny's face with her nose, and felt homesick - not for home, mind you, but for xie. *smoooshes for xie*
gonna go outside now... is a massive screening of star wars movies on the side of the building, and i hear also that there may still be some oreos left.
am feeling especially poor lately and wanting to scrounge for free food. am yet i am dreadfully bad at it. sometimes i can't even find the location of the supposed free food, other times i am repelled from such a location by loud and dreadful pop music of bubbly grindingness, and still other times i'm unable to fight the masses, to walk that fine line between unrebukably rude and socially punishable to get a share. i shall have to train up for next year.
damn, i missed the premiere of the trailer i worked on... geh, gonna get my butt outside in time to pretend like i was there the whole time. whoops.
*ahem* so, yes. though i guess the sleep helped. i never quite understood the stuff they taught us about sickness in grade school, how the uncomfortable aspects of colds and infections and such are actually the by-products of our own bodies fighting off the intruders. i always wondered, did that mean that if my body didn't fight stuff, if it just lay back and surrentered, that there would never be puss or snot or headachey pains or sore burning throats? it sounded tempting, to just call off the fight, but i figured that entailed death, so perhaps it was a small price to pay. still, couldn't the body come up with nostril and sinus-protecting agents that *don't* burn at the back of one's throat upon contact?
my poor body - if it could know my thoughts i'm sure it would think i'm such an ungrateful jerk.
bought a new fish today. it's an albino cory. caught my eye because it was the only one of its kind in a tank full of more commonish fish (tetras i do believe). it has kind of catfish-like feelers on its face, and was extremely twitchy and neurotic, swimming back and forth in a manner far too energetic to consider "pacing." it stuck me that he looked somewhat like cthulu and acted somewhat like woody allen, and no sooner did that cross my mind then i determined this was the fish i would get. unfortunately, this fellow is a tropical fish and so very sensitive to fluctuations in temperature and ammonia levels, so i fully expect to kill it too.
ha, ha - "the fish who lived." like harry potter. wouldn't that be nice...
but yes. part of what it was... well, i was thinking of getting another betta but then i was reading a little info thing on bettas i'd come across (written from the betta's point of view, no less - how fricking cute, peh) and it said soming about how "i'm a very solitary kind of fish. please do not put other fish with me - i like to live alone." kudos acted really happy to live with the other fish and was so close to ifrit, and i didn't want to get another betta that would act cold and haughty and so very different. so i got the neurotic fish instead. i did ask one of the ladies at the pet store whether there were any affectionate fish, but she seemed to think not and i'm not surprised, remembering my similar longing for affectionate fish in childhood. i really want to get a frigging mammal someday. kudos had almost restored my faith that somehow fish could be snuggly, even if only with other water creatures, and i could feel snuggled vicariously, but then he died because the one he chose to snuggle with secreted fecking toxins from his skin.
poll: is it mostly a "girl thing" to have such a strong desire that the creatures one associates with be snuggly and/or affectionate, in some form or another?
i dunno - in my eyes, it's the difference between something that acknowledges your existance and can be effectively anthropormorphized and something that's more like a screensaver that eats. so not so much a girl thing, though sometimes i think such stuff comes off that way to other people. but i'll leave em to their dumbass screensaver pets. was embarrassed, naturally, to ask the pet store lady about affectionate fish because i knew it was a dumb (and probably considered a "girly" kind of) question... but all the same, i'd rather look stupid than risk not finding out something hoped-for but not-expected because of the fear of looking stupid. it would have so made my day if the pet store lady had said, "o, affectionate fish? i'm so glad you asked! here follow me, there's a section in the back - we keep them out of the way so they're not always leaping out of their tanks trying to follow people home" - or something equally improbable, stupid and lovely.
so yeah... here's the part where i get really lame... just wanted to let you guys know, soon i'll have pics up of kudos, and kudos being snuggly with toxin-newt ifrit, and the new fish, who i do not intend to name until he demonstrates that he deserves one by not dying right away. bastardly fish, always dying, heh.
had a devil of a time getting a decent picture of the new fish as he is constantly neurotic-swimming-darting-all-over. hopefully, though, you can understand a little bit the resemblance to cthulu. is far more striking head-on. also, he's got a horrible case of the fish equivalent of photo-induced red-eye. but he's an albino, and cool, and not dead yet! supposedly cories are calmer amongst others of their own kind... if this fellow proves his worth by not dying, perhaps he'll get not only a name, but a non-toxic friend to live with. quite the incentive to stay alive, i'd say.
also at the pet store i saw a rabbit just like xie's bunny cooper (though not quite as cute). i kind of wanted to touch it but was not sure if i'd be frowned at for doing so. thought about xie stroking the cooper-bunny's face with her nose, and felt homesick - not for home, mind you, but for xie. *smoooshes for xie*
gonna go outside now... is a massive screening of star wars movies on the side of the building, and i hear also that there may still be some oreos left.
am feeling especially poor lately and wanting to scrounge for free food. am yet i am dreadfully bad at it. sometimes i can't even find the location of the supposed free food, other times i am repelled from such a location by loud and dreadful pop music of bubbly grindingness, and still other times i'm unable to fight the masses, to walk that fine line between unrebukably rude and socially punishable to get a share. i shall have to train up for next year.
damn, i missed the premiere of the trailer i worked on... geh, gonna get my butt outside in time to pretend like i was there the whole time. whoops.
oh, haha -- mary called yesterday telling me she'd cut + dyed her hair -- but only the underside [red], she said she was hoping that i was okay with that + that she wasn't trying to copy my style.. it amused me. i haven't seen it yet, but i will today. boo for people only able to do things to the undersides of their hair so that they can get hired + not killed by parentals.