last night due to the heat and the fear � fish dying, people breaking in�anxiety issues to be sure � i slept for half-hours at a time, totaling only about 3 hours of sleep time. this is a usual thing for me, *sigh*, (at least since i have not been overwhelmed by depression and sleeping 14 hrs. a night/day.) i much prefer cut up sleep to that�especially when taking the emotional factors into account.

but i digress�

since i was sleeping in small chunks, i had a series of short dreams.

at one point in an earlier dream of the evening:

i find someone�s lost dog outside. this is a small dog, about a foot and a half to two feet long plus tail, long curly white fur�beady eyes, you know the type. in the later dream this dog appears in our bedroom.

i am not only disturbed that such a large creature found its way into our house but also by two other factors. the first is that the dog seems to be bleeding, but i cannot tell from where. every time i touch the animal, my hands come away covered with blood. the second factor is that the dog�s neck seems to have grown (or to be currently growing). it is about two or more feet long, and thin and hairless � much like the tail of a rat.

i am slowly realizing that this animal is some type of rare bleeding poodle.

ew.

it is hot hot outside and our fish are dying. these two factors are not yet related. mostly we have had fish casualties because of a combination of lack of fish experience and a hungryhungryhippo.

ok, not a hippo so to say, more like a filter�but still. it has swallowed a catfish and last night our male swordtail. *frown* such a cute little horny bastard. *shakes head* poor thing. he is still alive, however�but now, i believe, all covered with white scar tissue where he was damaged. he may survive�if it is not ich.

the hippo has been slain, problem solved�but more to come. you see, the water temperature is going up along with the heat outside�so�

tonight, i buy fans!!

and float some soda bottles full of ice in the tank. this should help, yes.

ok, enough of fish�and of kitties (prepare for a full report, though, when the eimerlecule comes home!) � and let us get down to the meat and bone of today�s discussion, shall we?

mon pied.

i have thrown thrown those crutches down at the proverbial feet of saint crapdom! praise the lard, i be healed! *dance*dance* i rode the bus to work today and walked walked�yes. on cloudier days methinks i may start walking home, at least part way. i think the whole trip should take about an hour, we�ll see. it would be lovely for the legs and the health. yes.

there is now the most beautiful seam running down the side top of my foot�about two inches long. i�ll post a picture as soon as that damn obstructive binding tape comes off this weekend.

i wonder if there is some lovely freak sect of strippers who are covered with tattoos and scars? mmm�?