Well, my boyfriend and I went over to my old apartment and got out everything that was left. There really wasnt much, some cleaning supplies and the kitchen table. I sat in there for a while and as much as I didnt like that place and as happy as I am to be living elsewhere..that apartment was just so..”me” and I had a lot of memories there. So its kind of weird to remember, and think about what I was doing at the time..bad arguments, great times..just everything on the timeline of my life..

So, I guess I am *officially* out of there now…

I have a couple pet fish. I have, two black moors, two golfish (three until one died), an albino corydora, a chinese corydora and an algae eater. A while ago, one of my black moors eye went missing. It didnt look like it deflated, it just looked like it had fallen right out of the socket. I had cleaned the tank the day before so I looked around for his eye but I couldnt find it..so..I figured one of the fiesty ass goldfish attacked him and I moved them to a seperate tank. Sadly, they were kind of neglected. I did not care for them like I should have, it killed one of them. The whole time I was moving I also just left them sitting in that cold apartment. I am ashamed to think I did it.
Anyway, tonight they were still alive. So I brought them to the new place and put them back in their original, well cared for tank with all of their friends. They already look much happier. They are my trooper goldfish.

Anyhow..we didnt get finished moving until like…3 because Soda couldnt get his moms car until about 1 (she was downtown at some CRS seminar event)…I have to get up early tomorrow (today) and go to some caregivers class on how to care for people with different cancers and stuff..I gotta get up in a couple hours actually.

Guess I need to go to bed.