On Saturday, I had a mission.
I would purchase a fish so that I could have something alive in my room once more. Without my rabbit, my room feels dead and boring.
So I set out on my journey to PetSmart with my friend Rob. It took me forever to decide what kind of goldfish I wanted. I finally decided on a black moor goldfish. Doesn't that seem like a redundant name to you? Black... Moor... Anyway.
Rob pointed out that since they were black, they're like ninjas. I went full-force Mortal Kombat style and named my fish Rayden. It was a toss-up between Liu Kang and Rayden, but I figured that the googly eyes made him have killer vision like Rayden. Plus he's kind of nerdy so his middle name is Stanley.
I'm happy to have something alive in my room. Yay!
Here's Rayden saying hello (by the way, you have no idea how hard it is to photograph a stupid goldfish, seriously):
He kept on running into the back of his tank trying to get out. So I backed it with some blue construction paper so he'd stop banging his googly eyes into the tank and lose his super Kombat vision. I'm so smart.
Uhm, sorry about the dust. The tank was under my bed, and I didn't want to Windex it and kill my ninja fish.