Yesterday was surprisingly productive. Well, maybe not quite productive, but active at least. Andrew and I went to Petland, and my GOD, their fish and reptiles have SOMEHOW gotten worse.
I saw a rainbowfish with a lacerated tumor (Andrew described the bloody-looking part as septicemia), infested with some kind of parasite, and with an ungodly rotted tail. It was the worst thing I'd ever seen on a fish... The turtle shells were full of holes, the oscars had the grodiest case of hole-in-the-head I'd ever seen, and the calico pearlscale goldfish were deformed, droopy, had ich, and I don't know what else. Almost all their reptiles were gone, and the empty tanks were nasty; the staff had even put a plastic snake (like from Wal-Mart) in one of them. WTF? As for the birds... the cockatiels were a little tamer than the usual stock, but one of them had been nipped and had a slightly bloody/ruffled shoulder. The large parrots... they had an African grey, some kind of cockatoo, and a blue-and-gold macaw. All babies. The grey was doing all right, and he was the oldest juvenile. The cockatoo was doing okay too, though he had kinda bleh balance. The macaw though... he had no balance, was hungry (they were ALL hungry and had inappropriate food for baby birds), had a sallow face (while Alex, a healthy macaw, has a white face), and didn't even have all of his feathers. About a third of him was covered in that ugly grey down. He didn't even have a decent perch. And he was kinda... slow. Those three birds were all there the last time we visited, and I'm shocked they're still alive. The grey and cockatoo might even turn out okay, but the macaw looks screwed. It's one thing to stock baby birds if you know what you're doing... but Petland is full of morons. Their dogs were... eh. Even if they aren't puppy mill dogs, they're unstimulated and unsocialized and too young. I have a hard time believing a respectable breeder would do that with their puppies. The pug made me so sad... and all the dogs who had signs that read 'Energetic!' were balled up in a corner asleep, twitching in the cold. Boo on Petland. Again.
After that, I got some evening primrose hot oil stuff at Sally's, and then we had a late lunch at Panda Express. I swear, there's some Chinese mafia that sets up all these restaurants in the US... they all look the same, with the same menus, the same pictures of the Great Wall, the same tables and chairs, and the same damn brand of fortune cookie and duck sauce. And the restauranteurs are always obviously first-generation immigrants from China. Once you notice this pattern, it gets odd. And creepy. And the guy running Panda Express is creepy anyway-- he looks like a giant 12-year old with a pig face. *cringe* But the food was good.
We trolled Rhino Games for about an hour looking at used PS2 games and lamenting the fact that the Sega Genesis had disappeared and that we didn't even have our own gosh-dern PS2. So instead of buying a game, we rented some mercenaries game at Video Warehouse, where I also rented Dogville. I think we'll watch that one on Sunday or something. Looks weird.
When we got back, Andrew found Sega Genesis, Nintendo, and Super Nintendo emulators, and we got a bunch of stupid games too. They really suck to play without a controller, so we'll have to get one with a USB hookup or whatever. We even downloaded a seaQuest game, a Stargate game, and a Star Trek TNG game. SeaQuest sucks. You stock up on weapons, zoom around in the seaQuest, and do... something. I dunno. Andrew got torpedoed to death before we found out. Again, it probably would've been better with a controller and instructions. Same thing with Star Trek. But the Stargate game was kinda cool, though it's based on the movie. You run around as Jack O'Neill, shooting bugs and... well, we never got past the bugs. So I dunno. *sigh* I think we have 50 games total, and we can always d/l more. The Hello Kitty game's disturbing. Andrew stopped playing after Hello Kitty died the second time. It seemed so wrong... Hello Kitty just shouldn't die, you know?
That was about it. We watched To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything, Julie Newmar, and it was great, as usual. I love that movie. Who can't love a movie with Wesley Snipes in drag? And we watched the first Indiana Jones movie again. Whee!
I'm going to try to drop my stupid America's Diverse Cultural Heritage class so I can get into Intro to Folklore. I e-mailed Dr. Gee about dropping my advisor hold, and he did. He also commented that he saw me in Wal-Mart a few days ago and that Andrew and I 'make a nice couple.' Ummmm. Yay? I've got to stop going to Wal-Mart so much...