Tuesday, October 21, 2003

So I think I may have decided to name my fishy. All that talk of Onionmon and Jesus got me thinking.

I think I'll call him Sharky.

The reason being that everytime I feed him, or at least when I'm late with the feeding, he tries to jump out of his jar and bite me. He never succeeds, although he's getting more air everytime.

I wanted to name him Philip, so that I could at least get some satisfaction when he (fish) dies. But my mom said I would go to hell for that. SO! Sharky it is.