Monday, February 21, 2005
after receiving my graded barely passing math test, i was still determined not to let it ruin my day. Yesterday, while shopping at Target, i got this overwhelming need to buy a goldfish. Lately i've been studying way too much for my own good- cooped up in my room, staring at a computer screen, etc. Thanks college life. So it dawned on me, why not get a fish to keep me company? Brilliant. Unfortunately this brilliance dawned on me too late last night, so PetSmart was closed. After my international politics test today, me and Les drove over to PetSmart again. I went in there determined to find Charlemagne. Why the name Charlemagne? well, while preparing for my international politics test, i noticed that name, Charlemagne: King of the Franks. And i thought that was the coolest name EVER. So we're in the store, and i really had no idea how difficult it would be to pick a fish. But finally i found Charlemagne. I didn't really like his color, but i knew it was him, or so I thought. Then i was informed Oscars grow to be like 2 ft in length, and i definitely did NOT want to deal with that. Some of the fish were really weird; they had like these red tumor things on their heads- gross. And then in "charlemagne's" tank, there was this nasty blind fish, and this other fish started bitting him, and it was so revolting that i freaked out, and really wanted to puke. So we quickly left the store. I had no idea what to do. Was i even ready for a fish? can i handle such aggression? Over, a sandwich at the Atlanta Bread Company, i heavily contemplated the thought. Les, wasn't too much help- all he kept saying was don't settle for less, because i didn't want to buy a $10 fish- that i thought could also be charlemagne. I finally decided to make the trek back to PetSmart. I narrowed it down to two possible fish after asking the saleswoman her thoughts, and her turning to Les and saying," is she always like this?", with which Les gave a very obliging nod. Thanks Les. As if I don't look psycho enough in the store already. I asked the saleswoman to drag two fish out of their tanks. She said, sure, and asked me which one's i wanted. So i stared, and looked, and tried to find the ones i had my eyes on, but her ladder thingy was in the way, so i couldn't find them. finally she said she would pick the ones she liked best, so i agreed. She brought them out, and i asked her which one looked like a Charlemagne more to her. She thought it was a very interesting question, but instead proceeded to tell me that these fishes' water needs to be changed every other day. WHAT?! i surely could NOT commit to that. "Then go look at Beta fish." " But everybody has Beta fish, i want to be unique." I finally dragged myself over to the Beta fish, and they all looked so sad; I just had to save one. A fiery red one. Les found him in the back of the row. There he was. King of the Franks. Charlemagne. In honor of his royalty, we bought him some pillar ruin thingys to stick in his tank and some fake seaweed. A gorgeous lightning storm was taking place while we drove back. Once we got to my dorm, that's where setting up his little home took some time, and of course we forgot to buy a net to get him out of his little container. So i cut a water bottle in half, and we finally figured it out, and got him in the bowl. He felt right at home- didn't freak out or anything. And thanks to the saleswoman who said that "beta fish are known to jump out of their tanks", i now have to figure out a way to get a lid thing on the bowl. I don't want to wake up and find Charlemagne splattered on my desk. (Could that be considered fish suicide?)If that happened, i would bury him, then put up a R.I.P toy in his bowl and keep it on my desk. Now my main worry is that I hope i won't forget to feed him...11:07 PM
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