Meh.

Gods, I cannot summon the energy or enthusiasm for anything. It's kind of been one of those weekends.

And y'know, I hate admitting to boredom because I shouldn't be. For all my complaining of never having time enough for all the things I want to do, for the huge to-do lists of Things I Want/Need to Accomplish, I should never ever find myself bored.

And yet.

*sigh*

There's a moose cow with twin calfs...calves? that wanders the neighborhood. Have seen her with her babies a couple of times, but never with the camera. Not that stopping to gawk at and/or photograph moose is a good idea, but.

Stopped at the Jeep dealership yesterday. Drooled a bit, over the Wranglers. Most unbecoming. Maybe next year, though, after the Grand Cherokee's paid off...I might think about actually buying a 'car' that I want, have always wanted. Is thirty too young to consider getting the 'dream car'?

What'd really be fun, though, if I had any sort of knowledge to facilitate such a thing, would be to get hold of a vintage Jeep, one of the original WWII models, and totally restore it.

Ehh. Fish-cleanings this weekend. AJ's tank got done yesterday. My babies are due today.

I guess I should get to them then, eh?

Tee Hee.

I had the boys in their little cups lined up while I cleaned their apartments - Nataku, then Goujun, then Konzen, then Mordred. Now, Nataku and Goujun pretty well ignored each other, and Konzen and Mordred did the same. Konzen and Goujun, though. Hee. They were ready to throw down. In turns.

See, Konzen went nuts first, flaring and billowing up against the side of his little cup, and Goujun just kind of stared, then turned away. A little later, though, when Goujun came back and flared up in turn? Konzen decided he couldn't be bothered. They went back and forth this way the whole time they were out of the tanks, and only once were they actually displaying at each other properly.

Hee.

*is amused*