3-1-1 to speed your screening

I'm at the Sacramento airport, waiting for my rather late-running late-night flight to JFK and then back to Boston. Thank all the powers that be. It’s been rather a difficult week.

I love this airport SO MUCH, btw. The jetBlue terminal is less shiny and exciting than the main one, but it does have free wireless. For a while I was thinking about buying Twilight and reading it for the laughs, the crazy, the sparkle. But the bookstore only has Breaking Dawn, so I'll have to stick with LJ for now.

As I was saying, it’s been rather a difficult week. I spent a lot of time down at the fish pond with Dad as he worked on the dock. I stood in the water and ran away from the fish when they came too close. (ME: Do goldfish have teeth? DAD: Yes. Big teeth. *cackle* ME: AAAHHHH!!!! Killer goldfish! Wahhh!) Since he finished rebuilding the dock yesterday, I spent a lot of time sitting on it paddling my feet in the water and giggling whenever the fish came too close. We bought twelve new fish this week, and some of them even got names. It went something like this:

FISH STORE GUY: Here you go. I picked out ones with all different colors.
MOM (brightly): Thank you! What’s your name?
FISH STORE GUY: Johnny.
MOM (brightly): Thank you, Johnny! We’ll name one of them after you!
ME (sotto voce): Good thing I already named that big pushy one Jun-chan, then.

And so it came to pass that we have an entire pond of JE fish. Well, not an entire pond, because most of them are orange and look exactly alike and there's no point in naming them. But with the exception of Yuki, Ralph (the biggest one), Not-Ralph (the other biggest one), Speckly, and Johnny (exception negotiable), all the ones that have names are named after JE boys.

Yeah. When I wasn't feeling like that one scene in the Hitchhiker's Guide movie where they land on Vogsphere and keep getting whacked in the head by shovels if they get any ideas, I spent my vacation naming goldfish and cackling a lot.

3-1-1 to speed your screening

I'm at the Sacramento airport, waiting for my rather late-running late-night flight to JFK and then back to Boston. Thank all the powers that be. It’s been rather a difficult week.

I love this airport SO MUCH, btw. The jetBlue terminal is less shiny and exciting than the main one, but it does have free wireless. For a while I was thinking about buying Twilight and reading it for the laughs, the crazy, the sparkle. But the bookstore only has Breaking Dawn, so I'll have to stick with LJ for now.

As I was saying, it’s been rather a difficult week. I spent a lot of time down at the fish pond with Dad as he worked on the dock. I stood in the water and ran away from the fish when they came too close. (ME: Do goldfish have teeth? DAD: Yes. Big teeth. *cackle* ME: AAAHHHH!!!! Killer goldfish! Wahhh!) Since he finished rebuilding the dock yesterday, I spent a lot of time sitting on it paddling my feet in the water and giggling whenever the fish came too close. We bought twelve new fish this week, and some of them even got names. It went something like this:

FISH STORE GUY: Here you go. I picked out ones with all different colors.
MOM (brightly): Thank you! What’s your name?
FISH STORE GUY: Johnny.
MOM (brightly): Thank you, Johnny! We’ll name one of them after you!
ME (sotto voce): Good thing I already named that big pushy one Jun-chan, then.

And so it came to pass that we have an entire pond of JE fish. Well, not an entire pond, because most of them are orange and look exactly alike and there's no point in naming them. But with the exception of Yuki, Ralph (the biggest one), Not-Ralph (the other biggest one), Speckly, and Johnny (exception negotiable), all the ones that have names are named after JE boys.

Yeah. When I wasn't feeling like that one scene in the Hitchhiker's Guide movie where they land on Vogsphere and keep getting whacked in the head by shovels if they get any ideas, I spent my vacation naming goldfish and cackling a lot.