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Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Scenario:

Sitting in dining room, trying to pore through nasty neurology notes.
Fish tank screams, "Come take a break! Look at the fish!"

Option 1:

Succumb to the cajouling, and spend 30 minutes staring into (in my eyes) a lovely fish tank, thinking, "Oh well, I need a rest anyway".

The new option:

Glance at the tank, it's nice. Go to Reef Central, look at some of the amazing tanks out there, go back to the tank and think that it's a huge load of shit.

=D

Wenky
7:38 AM
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