floatation device

[ladylara]

I biked to work today and the whole way i kept thinking of how Quinn kept reproducing himself in my sleep last night. At first it was just a three-headed clone who jumped out of the bowl and flopped about on my countertop. I picked it up and looked at it, wondering just how he had managed to fight his other head while the bodies were still attached. I took it downstairs even, to show the others the offspring of my miraculously pregnant, yet obviously male fish. The heads thrashed about, gulping the air but unable to breathe, with me staring on. Only when they fell limp did i remember to run back to the bowl and plop the thing back in the water. I looked closely into the tank and saw many babies then. They were small enough that they hadn't yet started fighting (as male bettas tend to do), but i prepared anyways many tall vases filled with decholorinated water. i held the tops on tightly as they tried to jump out, knowing i was protecting them from something they desired.

When i arrived at work my legs were shaking, but i felt satisfied at doing something for myself again. Being dependable despite the odds. Yesterday they pulled everyone out of cell culture until the problems get solved.

Its funny the things we dont realize we've never done until we do them.