Miss Fish

I think it is a she. Well, I want it to be a she anyways. I'm not sure what to name her yet. She is a medium sized fish and she is really a yellowy gold color, not an orangey/redish gold at all. A very pretty fish, if I do say so myself. I bought her last night and then took her with me to eat a crepe and watch a movie. Hey, I'm not weird, it's just that no one else was available for hang out time! My hungarian friends were babysitting, Jb was going to a different movie with other friends, Matt was studying... etc. And I really wanted to see the film before it left the theatre, so I went with my gold fish. By the by she didn't seem too scared of "The Exocism of Emily Rose",even though I was a bit freaked out. Well, it is just that I have seen too much is all, and the fact that I had to take the last train out of Paris by myself at 12:45 am just after seeing it didn't help my over active imagination/guilty conscience trip. Anywho, I was glad Miss Fish was with me, for the comfort of being able to be concerned about her. Transcending my fears and worrying about a fish... is that normal? I don't know.

If anyone has any suggestions for naming her, plaese share.

I was late for work this morning. Which sucks. Bad me. I dropped my phone in Paris and the battery popped out, so I had to reset the time and when I was doing that I forgot to reset my alarm, so I was late. I really need to check to see if my brain is logged on sometimes. It was only the first time, and Chelsea was here, so I hope that Lydie isn't going too be to upset with me when I see her tonight. Ugh. Nobody likes to be yelled at.

One more thing:

I actually got those Disneyland pics up now, they are just after errr...before my last post about Mel and Justin. I forgot to change the date from the saved date to the current date. My bad.

Have a happy fishy day!