May 19, 2006 18:43
My pet fish, Lemon, commited suicide the other day. I came home and he was not in his bowl. I shit you not. The little mother fucker went awol. After a minute or two of confused searching, I found him rock hard, and stuck to the floor.
So yeah, I graduated in march, and I moved into a much larger house in Long Beach. The rent is less, and there is three times as much space. I have a huge kitchen, breakfast nook, stove, oven, back yard, and a barn where I'm going to build a studio. The best part is I have direct tv, and high speed internet (finally).
Oh, and a living room with plenty of space for overnight guests.
There is so much else to catch up on with the 4 of you, but I gotta go watch some history channel.
xoxoxo
morgan