Look. Fish. They’re staying with us. We are fish-sitting. I feel badly when I turn out their light each evening—one moment it’s daylight on the reef, and in literally the next: darkness. Can that be good?
Tomorrow I am buying a new wireless printer from Best Buy, a Canon that comes with a 1 year warranty to replace the failure-ridden wireless HP that refuses to talk to Windows 7 on a regular basis, or feed paper properly. This is my life at the moment: I want to print. I want to print. Can this wanting be good? I think so. I want—zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz fishfishfish