So obviously

Joel passed the drug test and got the job, or else I'd have been on here bitching. It pays well and he likes it ok.

I got a second job at Target. I have orientation tomorrow evening. We'll see how long I last. I'll be in Jewelry. The extra money should be nice anyway.

Captain Kragen the tiger barb went to be with Jesus this afternoon. Well, I'm not actually sure it was Captain Kragen. It could have been Munch or Fin or Detective Benson. They all look the same. We got a bad rash of algae and though that didn't bother them (we couldn't see them because it looked like the Chicago River on St. Patrick's Day) the algae killer we put in the tank caused the PH and alkalinity to drop. Some of the fish didn't take that so well. One of them died last night and one died while I was at work today.

We've been calling the heart parrot cichlid Truncated Butt, or TB for short. He is much bigger and seems fine, though he still hates us.