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I'm getting worried about Beethoven, well, maybe not so much worried, but he needs someone in his life other than me. I'm hoping to get this second job rolling soon, and when that happens I'll invest in a play buddy. It's sad that I can't afford to maintain two rats, but it's the truth. On top of the rising gas prices, groceries, phone, water, and electric bills two rats would leave me searching for pennies on the pavement. And pennies don't get anyone shit these days. I still need to buy more bedding and a small bed to put on the third floor of his cage. I'm afraid that if I get another rat that Beethoven's just going to eat all of the food and leave the other to starve. Hopefully that won't happen, but it has been a while since he's shared. He's a good boy, though. His main focus is on food, so I'm hoping another rat will help him recover from this one track mind of his. From what I've read on the internet it's not the best to introduce a foreign rat so late, but I have no choice. He once had a brother who got a cyst and was traded for a different rat who then ended up dieing of meningitis. But at the time of two rats one of my friends was going in half and half on them with me, so I was really only paying for Beh. Since the death of Banks, the other rat, he's been an only child, or rat, whichever you want to call it. But we've bonded during that time, or at least I would like to think so. I really need to try and teach him shit. Anyways, that's been on my mind lately.

Today I switched out my huge drafting table (it's now in the guest bedroom) for a desk, and now I have a lot more room. I think I might rearrange things once more, but I'm going to wait a bit on that. Esmeralda and Petty were over earlier, and we watched a Yeah Yeah Yeah's DVD. Now I'm drinking wine alone and blogging about Beh, but only because I skipped out on the party scene since I start class tomorrow at 8am, blehhhh. At least it's painting, and I'm actually in a 'special problems' class, which is almost like independent study, so I won't have to go in every morning at 8 like I usually would. Woo hoo. After class tomorrow I'm supposed to go out with Travis and Tracy on Tracy's new boat. They've gone out a few times already, but I had to work all the days before and couldn't go. I'm pretty pumped. I just hope they don't have a lot of dumb bitches going too. I'll have fun regardless.

Fish are so weird when they sleep. They're like floating death. I'm looking at Egor right now, and if I didn't know better, I would bet my life he was dead. I bet that could be said about me when I sleep too. And speaking of which, I just finished my wine so it is time to hit the sack. It's already 2am. Until next time, have fun in the sun and don't eat that yellow snow.