"Having a luck dragon with you is the only way to go on a quest. "

It's weird, this whole "being grown up" thing. I know I should feel different...but I really don't. As awfully immature as this might be, I still think almost the exact same way I did as when I was little. I still hold out hope that, one day, Peter Pan will show up apologetically at my window sill, explaining it's all Tinkerbell's fault that he had not arrived sooner. He will take me away to Never Never Land, where we will spend our days teasing old, smelly pirates....but that's only if Navi or Falcor don't beat him to that window sill of mine ^_~
Deep down, although probably not quite as deep as one would expect for someone of my age, there is part of me that secretly hopes that my dog is actually a dragon in disguise. In fact, if this is the case, she will not die; but merely get tired of pretending to be something as trivial as a dog.
I guess the only difference between when I was younger and now, is I just know these thoughts aren't really ones I should generally share with others if I am, or ever will be, interested in being friends with them :)

Anywho, enough of the random thoughts I had while in the bathtub. On to the life update.

My beloved darling Hurbert has died. He developed this thing called dropsy and, despite my serious devotion to his treatment routine, he passed away yesterday afternoon. I will miss him dearly, although my two other fishes seem rather glad that he is gone. Insensitive, I know. They have been extremely sociable and happier than I have ever seen them :\

This blog is going all over the place. I apologize.

I changed my plug in my bathroom (to have aforementioned bath) today and HOLY BAJEZERS! I don't think that drain had EVER been clean. Like never ever never. I was going to film me taking out the plug, but I decided I would be a good friend and save you the awful image of what I pulled out of there. The only words to describe it are slimy and beyond absolutely disgusting. I will say no more on this matter.

I think that's it for now. I can't really think of anything else that has happened. OH! I did attempt to make Yorkshire pudding with my roast chicken yesterday. It turned out as Yorkshire flatbread. Yay me >_<