My roommate's been out of town, and I was supposed to take care of his fish while he was gone. He spent all day yesterday with his head buried in the rocks. I was worried about him, but when I poked him he swam around, so I figured he was just napping or something. Then someone said he was probably just cold, so I left a second light on over his tank so keep it warmer. But today I came in and he's just lying upside down on the ground, dead. I feel bad. He was a good fish. RIP Tim Tom Tripp.
Also, I think I'm gonna be a librarian.
Also, I think I'm gonna be a librarian.
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Call me, we should hang out on thursday if you're off.