hot sweaty fish love

i am in love with a fish. i am in love with a beautiful, idiot fish. a local chinese buffet has a beautiful beautiful HUGE salt-water aquarium. in it, they have a gorgeous blue tang. you remember dory from "finding nemo?" that kind of fish. and i think pixar chose it because, in addition to being photogenic, blue tangs really are sort of dumb. my fish spends hours of time chasing his reflection on the aquarium wall. back and forth, back and forth... and he's also quite scared of me... and everyone. he spends a lot of his time running and hiding. then again, considering the number of small children running up and banging on his domicile, perhaps this is understandable.

regardless, i love this fish (who probably cost a few hundred dollars...) and feel sort of guilty about it, the way i feel guilty about wasting attraction on anyone who's gorgeous until they open their mouth, and then you wonder how quickly you could get to the next county... but at least its just a fish...

and can i tell you about the birds?

nature, in her infinite wisdom, has thrown us a handful of wrens. now, i love wrens; they're cute little brown birds with a white streak behind each eye who look pregnant (they chunky) and bounce around with their jaunty, upturned tails. they are also the loudest, most irritating noise-boxes you could imagine... they make a constant *chee chee chee chee* sound, harsh and gravelly. yet they're so cute... and they have been driving the cat CRAZY!!! his favorite place to sit during the day is at my window, so he can watch them flutter and peck at nuts on the sill outside. interesting times.

in further news; i'm putting off packing for austin, but there is now nothing holding me back from going. its frightening, but i'm excited. i'm also taking an extended hiatus from porn. no porn. real people. meeting people. friends. social interaction. we're overhaulin the life here... we gotta get back in the mix.

natasha bedingfield's cd pretty much sucks. it was a waste of money.

i'm out.