Nonsense following this line. Fair warning.

So much anime, so little time. I gots me 'bout... 13 more episodes of Soul Eater, 21 more of Full Metal Panic! and I'm downloading another series called Ghost Hunt which has 23 episodes. *scratches goatee* I needa shave a bit. And I need to get back on writing. School's gonna be a fun waste of time, too. At least my lack of interest in classes will provoke creative writing.

My feet are way too cold. Damned temperature drop. Nearly fall, it seems. Bye bye, summer. This summer was pretty lame, like nearly all the others. I ought to make an effort to making next summer not blow as hard. Or something. What's good about fall? It gets cold. Leaves die and as a result my dad has additional and unnecessary aneurysms over yard work and I waste more time doing something useless.

Maybe I'll finally get around the that fall-themed short story. It'd be nice if I could somehow get more attention on my writing here, thinking about it. I get pageviews, but I rarely get comments and I get the random sporadic favorite once every... three or four deviations or so. For all I know, someone clicked it, read three lines and then stopped reading or just plopped it into their collections. Not very helpful. I think the art of storytelling is dying out.

I need a pet. That mutt my dad stupidly bought for my mom that turned into a hassle ended up mine, and he's not my kind of pet. Overly energetic, very stupid. Has issues with listening to commands. I've trained a couple dogs. They tend to remember the commands. He remembers them for about a day and then forgets them. A cat would be choice, but my dad doesn't want to deal with one and provided my mom comes home some day, she's allergic. Maybe I should get some hamsters or something.

That wouldn't be too bad. Easy to manage, easy to feed. Aesthetically pleasing. Specially those small dwarf ones. They're fuzzy and small. Nice to look at.

I'm tired of my fish as well. They're a hassle after a while. They look nice, but the upkeep becomes more than they're worth. I swear to god, after like about a year of owning the same fish, they learn how to become immortal for weeks at a time. At first I stopped feeding my two angelfish for a day. Now I go three or five, and they don't even act less active. Half the tank's water has evaporated. No affect. The filter stopped pumping due to lack of water level. They don't wanna die. It's almost become an experiment. "How many days can my fish last without oxygenated water or food?" Maybe if I extract their DNA, I can create an immortality potion.

Sell one on ebay. See how that goes over.

Hm. Why's my left foot colder than my right?

My eyes hurt. I'll take that cue and go to sleep. If you read this far, I hope you enjoyed. I'm sure it was boring. Or strange. Or something. Probably something...