I saved a life today

Yep. I saved a life. It was my fish's, Zelda's, but it was still important.

I came down stairs to clean the tank. Zelda was sunk at the bottom, with a big rock in her mouth. I ran up stairs, grabbed tweezers, and ran back down. I stuck my hand in grabbed Zelda, pulled the rock out (sans tweezer)and tossed her back in.

She's okay now, just a little frazzled.

I'm so sorry! sniff....tear....

Imagine me tearfully apologizing for never posting! Are you doing it? okay....keep doing it.........and.........enough!

I have somehow ended up spending the entire week doing nothing. Mostly I have sat in my basement and drawn. Yeah....I know, my life is just that exciting! I am in desperate need to get together with someone.

I am dying to do something normal kids do... so...what do normal kids do? Somehow I don't think it has anything to do with sitting in the basement by yourself. Misty and Strawberrie! We need to do something!!! Anyone like riding bikes? Technically, I have 3 bikes, and I live close enough to Springdale farms (they sell the best popsicles ever!)that we could all ride there. Or is that lame? I can't tell. It is just something I like to do. So I figure...hey why not? I'll drag my friends along for the fun of it!

Since I am rambling about things me and my friends could do...we should get together and have a spa day. (Not a real spa...I don't have that type of money!!!) I mean manicures and makeovers in my basement. Yeah that would be fun.

Or we could go to color me mine! I likes paint!

WARNING! everything you just read was Violet rambling on her laptop. she is no way responsible for any damages caused by you laughing at her ideas!

the laptop whisperer

Yay! I just got a laptop!! No...it isn't a fun color, but it still rocks! I haven't actually gotten to use it yet because my brother is setting it up. grrrr. he's pretty good at it though...he is the LAPTOP WHISPERER!!! (lightning striking in the backround)

p.s. i made my first sale on etsy! :)

Here lies Phineas....

My Betta fish committed suicide. I need to cry, or throw a tantrum.

I cleaned his bowl. Sometimes when fish get angry they play dead. So he did. He got his face stuck in the gravel. He couldn't breathe. He died. He was 1 year and 2 weeks.

First I was really angry that he would do this to me.

Then I was really pissed that he was gone.

Now I'm really sad, that I lost my little buddy who lived in a cube.

I need to cry. Yep, I'm not above crying over my fish. I feel like, even though it wasn't, it was still my fault. Like, if I bought a better tank, or didn't clean him at just that moment, maybe he wouldn't have thrown a fit and died. I feel like I killed him. Any way around it, I was involved in his death. I feel horrible. I need someone to cry with, even though he was just a fish. I'm writing this to make me feel better, so none of you better act like "what a baby crying over a fish". I can cry all I want. He was my awesome little friend, who hated toothpaste, ate like a pig, and always cheered me up.

Rest in peace Phineas A. Fish

I just realized, I never got to take his picture. His portrait was on my calender for tonight. I took Emil's last night. Sob.