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That is Bud, the tail biter betta and the first boy that started my obsession, in the user pic.
I love naps. Just took a nice one in warm, clean bedding. I love clean bedding.
The car is so quiet now. I took it for a drive after Michael got back with it. I had to relearn shifting for the first mile. It is so quiet that you cannot hear it with the windows up at a stop light. I had forgotten how quiet that car is. Turns out I have been shifting based on the exhaust noise rather than the feel. But I got the feel back pretty quick.
As I drove by the house I noticed that there are two newspapers on my roof. Dumb ass newspaper delivery person. It did cause me to smile though....
Now I just have to keep myself from driving up to Robbinsdale and "saving" the butter yellow betta with the black beard that Michael told me he saw when he tried to get water treatment stuff for me at the evil Robbinsdale Farm Feed Animal Cruelty Masters place. I guess it is a good thing that after the car repairs I cannot possibly afford another betta setup. Although, I -do- have the half gallon tanks that would work as a temporary home. Or the five gallon....