the best part is i still haven't finished my paper
So I've come back and suddenly it's Summer! (spring is merely a collective figment of the imagination, a transitional period when seasons can't quite make up their mind as to what they want to be. Ergo, having made up their mind, it is now summer.) I was all excited, ready to break out my favorite khaki mini-skirt only to take a good look at my legs. I look like I've gone a round with sasquatch. There are deep scratches, radiating bug bites and black bruises. Developing nations are murder on my legs, which makes me a horrible person. They lack the infrastructure for daily necessities and I bitch about my legs not being pretty.
Other than being a horrible example of a human being, fish is fine. His tank is a mess, another example of why I am a horrible human being. Once my paper is done tonight I've promised him to give everything a thorough cleaning and then cuddle till he forgives me for leaving again. (sorry, Cain, you've got a very transient owner who will never stay in one place long)