Wee for new fish

S. picked up three more fish for me while she was in town today. So now I have one betta, two cory cats, and five neons. Two of the new neons are small, and the other ones pretty good sized. A little bigger then Clive actually, but still close in size so it makes them hard to tell a part. Colin's tail is raggedy so I can tell him from the others. Now I need names for the three new ones. I was thinking about John, Rodney, and Carson, but now I'm not so sure.

In other news it is a million degrees in my room and humid. But on a plus side I have chocolate cake, no idea why there is chocolate cake, but Mom and the brother appear to have eaten when over half of it all on their own.

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Cat is dumb. Cat was sitting on floor staring at my bowl of cake. Waiting, pacently, for me to set it down. I finish the cake and put the bowl on the floor, she walks up to the bowl and goes to clean it out, then realises its cake and not ice cream or ceral, then she looks a little ticked and walks off.

Also for resons I can't fathom, S.'s boyfriend thinks I should sleep with his brother. He wont tell me or S. why he thinks this. Boys are weird even when you're not dating them.