Fear the Crab

I think Meeth was hanging around the goldfish and corys for too long, because he’s starting to act like a bottom-feeder. The little punk even ate from the sinking tablet that was meant for Poppy³. I tried feeding him a small bloodworm, but he ignored it. Maile tried the next day and he ate it up. It’s said that angels recognize people, so maybe Meeth hasn’t become familiar with me yet.

Today I bought a backing for the tank, one of those photo-realistic paper things with plants and rocks on them. I got it because it seems as though my fish all try to swim towards the back of my desk and are surprised when they reach glass. Plus, many of them try to use the plants towards the back as cover when they feel threatened, but ram the glass so hard I can actually hear it. I figure the picture backing will hopefully “block” them from trying to swim through the tank and just cruise where the plants are. They had some nice ones at Coral Fish; even Maile bought some.

I’m finally finished with my ICS 413 class. We just had the final and peer evaluations today. I’m not sure how well I did on the final, though I’m pretty comfortable with some of the answers. Now I just have to concentrate on IS 330, which so far is going pretty well. I’m still a bit apprehensive about that 10-fuckpage paper I’ll have to write.