Okay, some of you must have had one. Those toys that looked like mini fish tanks, but weren’t… inside of the tank was some kind of game. You had to push the button (or buttons) to get air bubbles to move these little plastic things inside. The goal was to get the little plastic things in a basket or through a hoop.

WHAT WERE THESE TOYS CALLED?

[edit] nevermind.  i used to have one.  i wonder where i put it…

Maurine: send me italian bang bang!
Maurine: that sounded HORRIBLE
Me: i have to see if i still have it
Me: and, yes, it was horrible
Maurine: MAH BAD.

maurine: http://news.yahoo.com/photo/070111/photos_od/2007_01_11t090448_300×450_us_fish_1
my mom just said ‘really, should those fish be subjected to naked ass after naked ass all day?’ … and i was like ‘HELL YES. FOR MY ENJOYMENT’

some kid in the neighborhood across the street is playing with a remote control car. a very loud remote control car.

AND I AM SOOOOO TEMPTED TO RUN OVER THERE WITH MY OLD FIELD HOCKEY STICK AND SMASH THAT THING TO BITS. IT IS JANUARY. IT’S NIGHT. IT IS SORT OF COLD. PLAY INSIDE.

I moved my stuff back to school today. Since Leila graduated, I had to move out and switch apartments. I’m in the jungle-gym apartments again. (The beds are lofts and climbing into bed reminds me of climbing a jungle gym.) Anyway, after about 2 hours there, I decided to go home. No one’s there, school doesn’t start till Tuesday and what the hell am I going to do there over the weekend? I met one of the girls in the new apartment. She seems really sweet.