The Nautical Adventures of the Brothers Winchester

So this weekend, I went home to do Easter-y things with my family, and got to use my car. Hold on just a minute.

CARRRRR! <3333 \o/

*cough* I miss my little Zepplinmobile Prism so. My brother thinks it's his and I never get to drive and wow I sound petty. :)

Anyways, me and Dayna went to the fish store to replace the long-since dead Oscar (we're still mourning him and it's been about 6 months. Sad, I know), and after much ballyhooing and bandying about, we settled on three. One black, bug-eyed goldfish, one calico goldfish, and a little brown sucker-fish-type-thing. Their names are Dean, Sam, and Bobby respectively.

This allows for many incredibly hilarious and confusing conversations to ensue.

- "Dean keeps going in circles"
- "Sam won't go anywhere near anyone else." "He's having a bout of emo."
- "Awww, they're hanging out together! They must love each other!" "IN A BROTHERLY WAY."
- "Bobby just hangs out in the corner by himself, and the boys only visit him occasionally."
- "Should we have gotten saltwater fish instead? You know, to protect them from evil?"

And so on and so forth. I only wish that we had a tank big enough for a whale-sized Ruby, but alas, there's a five gallon max.

Ah, well. Back to Buffy-watching! *is almost finished with Season 6, hooray*