Sniff sniff…

I think it’s amazing how the olfactory sense can be tied so strongly to memory. A whiff of flowers and I’m back in the States visiting family, the smell of an old book brings me back to the tiny library by the trailer park where I spent many a childhood summer, the hint of cinnamon makes me think of Christmas… I wish we could bottle up these triggers, to be free to bring them out whenever we want, and think about good times gone by…

Not fun.

It feels like I’ve been in my car all day. Driving to school this morning was a nightmare. It usually takes me less than half an hour to get there, but this morning it took 3 times as long. Meh. I arrived at school an hour late – it’s a good thing today’s class was four hours long, or else it would have been really pointless. At least I didn’t skid out or anything. I actually had to get out of my car twice to get the ice off my wipers. I love snow, the more the better, but freezing rain and slick streets are not my idea of fun. I’m still waiting for real snow…

Shopping!

Well, the fishbowl didn’t stay empty for long. Yesterday, LittleSis and I did some heavy duty shopping (50% off sale at Value Village – oh boy) and we ended up at the pet store by the end of it. We actually bought two fish – one for her new apartment, and one for me. She named hers Maxwell House (I think she was coffee deprived), and she named mine Left Behind. Don’t ask, even she can’t explain that one. I think the shopping made us both a bit wacky. The Value Village sale was a bit unreal. We showed up a half hour after it opened and the place was already a zoo. I’m absolutely useless in that type of store, so I pretty much let LittleSis find stuff for me. She found some good deals though – I got a winter coat for 3 bucks. Sweet!

It’s alive!

I swear, sometimes I think that my car is possessed.  Yesterday, I decided to avoid studying get started on my Christmas shopping and my car was acting dumb.  I was heading back to the car with my bags and I used the remote to unlock the passenger side door.  I could hear it immediately lock itself again.  Great.  So, I hit the remote button one more time, left my keys on the seat, and started throwing my stuff in.  And it locked again.  Fantastic!  This time I used the button on the door and unlocked it.  30 seconds later, you guessed it, the damn thing locked itself!  I went through this at least five times before actually throwing a few choice words at it, and it finally stopped.  So yeah, my car is possessed, or pissed off, and it’s determined to lock me out.  Bring it on, buddy.

Goodbye Fish.

So, my fish died last night. It was really weird. I randomly woke up extremely early this morning, and immediately noticed that Fish had keeled over. I guess I saw it coming. He had stopped eating and looked really pale these last few days. He lived for almost 15 months, so it was probably just age. It still kind of upset me though. I didn’t want to go back to bed with him just lying there, so I’ve spent the last hour cleaning out his bowl and thinking about what to do next. Another fish? Or not? The empty bowl bothers me a lot more than I’d like to admit.