I. Am bored.

This almost never happens to me.  I can't even remember the last time I was this bored.  It's one of those "I'm bored"s that comes with total apathy.  My fingers ache, so yarn is out of the question... I don't feel like reading, and the internet has failed.  Failed *utterly*!  An epic, and utter, failure, the internet is tonight.  Did I mention I'm bored?  I get wordy when I'm bored. And I drone on, and on, and on...

Meet Ichi.  Our second suicidal Japanese fighting....Betta.










The first one... George... Managed to jump out of the tank.  My bad. I had it filled too high, and didn't have the lid on all the way... WHO KNEW?!?!  He was still alive when I dumped him back in the tank, but I guess he was out too long by the time we noticed.  (Those suckers dry out *fast*!)

I must've noticed Ichi right away, because he's still kicking a week later.  I still have no idea how he managed to swim fast enough to go through the plastic seaweed, and through the tiny gap in the lid, but, well, there it is.
Here he's in his new amusement par... ummm... tank.  It has a filter, and bubbler with lights.  he swims to the bottom of the tank, stays there by furiously spinning his fins, then lets himself drift into the bubbles and rides them to the top.  Pretty funny to watch, but I always thought he must be bored just swimming around in a tank with nothing but bits of plastic to amuse himself with.

That's my problem! I think I need to go search the internet for a giant bubbler!  Or I could, y'know, go to bed.

As usual folks,
Thanks for Noticing me!