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so we're home from pa.

we looked at 3 houses yesterday. one we drove up to and just kept driving cause it looked like trash lived there, one we coudln't get into cause the electronic key Anna (real estate agent) didn't work. Good thing Jeph was there.. Anna and him were roaming around the house looking for an open window.. they finally found one and jeph climbed in (yeah, he broke into the house so we could look at it.. such love lol) The house was amazing. It was so ugly i loved it lmao. the kitchen had a beautiful neon yellow orange and white tiled floor which i would never ever change. the basement was turned into a rec room. thats the only way i can describe it. people dont have rec rooms anymore.. this was a rec room. there was a pool table, built in seats, and a bar with swinging door and everything. it was amazing. but the bedrooms were tiny and ugly. it was a pretty ugly house overall actually lol.

the first one we looked at though was really nice. its 4 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms and has 1/2 an acre right on the creek. it was actually the only house we've looked at that i could picture living in. and its funny cause my sister is across the street and two houses down. so if we run outta butter all we have to do is yell and get some from my sister :).

who knows though. we should buy it and rent it out though until we figure out if we actually wanna live there.. because its just so pretty and such a good price.

cyle ended up leaving at like 2am and sneaking out of the house. my dad, cyle, and jeph (from those 2 names it really looks like i dont know how to spell) were supposed to go on their iron butt ride but cyle had a hissy fit cause my dad was letting jeph (ya know, his nephew) use his suzuki instead of cyle. cyle is the one who bought a scooter so cyle should ride his own scooter. so stupid.

in other news, mark wants his motorcycle license. oy vey. i'm gonna go find food and talk later.

too late everything is all duct up already

i just spent a really long time getting stuff together for the post office. i've been taping up boxes with duct tape cause we didn't have any clear packing tape. after i duct tape up the boxes i tell mark and apparently we have packing tape. oh well. somehow i have to figure out how to carry all the boxes into the post office. sending back shoes, avon, and sending out my aunt's order.

so for my birthday my mom and sister got me clothing and stuff. jeph got me a tattoo though..






obviously its not real lol.. but its hysterical. we were at the chinese buffet (surprise surprise) and jeph ran out to the vending machines and got me a birthday gift cause i told him i wanted him to do a tattoo on me (thats worded weird). so i got this lovely tattoo until i can decide where i want the real one.

so then he wanted a sleeve of his own so he spent like $5 trying to get another one.. since the machine also gives out crappy temp tattoos. he got 2.. my sister took one.. jeanette went and spent a few bucks to get one. my dad keeps trying to get one and just keeps getting temp ones. they all say like superstar, and boy toy, and hot stuff. they're really bad. just bad. so mark is sitting there going how funny would it be if i put this (boytoy) on your dad? and i'm like it'll never work. they have to get wet. do it on jeanette its funnier.. and hes like no no. so i completely forgot about this. mark gets up and walks to my dad i hear a "uh uh buddy" and my dad gets up. mark walks around the table and slams it onto jeanettes forehead. needless to say, she starts screaming. jeph gets in on the action, after all he is the actual tattoo artist. starts slamming more water on her forehead saying its too dry its too dry! jeanettes still screaming. mark (pretty much just as loud) "its not like i'm raping you or anything!!" i was like omg.. my sister mom and i are crying from laughing so hard. about 3 waitresses (who you know dont speak english) come running over and just start laughing and pointing and giggling. the two girls behind the counter are speaking in some form of chinese and all we can make out is "tattoo" thru their laughter.

so here she is after the fact looking oh so beautiful.




afterwards we went home and they went to my cousins studio to hang out and then her and my sister went to a bar cause she thought she saw her boyfriends truck.. she didn't but his best friend was there and she told the best friend shes dumping the boyfriend. but didn't tell the boyfriend. smart.

so yeah, how was your weekend :)

poor elvis

so i think elvis is a goner. (or gone at this point).

when mark got home he was laying on his side on the bottom of the tank and he called me and said elvis was dead. i was surprisingly upset since he's a fish.

when i got home he was just laying there and i poked him. i didn't know what else to do. but i coulda sworn he moved. he was just laying there. i called my sister.. mark looked online. we started changing out his water a bit at a time. mark took a sample to the pet store while i changed out his filter and some more water. he was starting to flip his lil fin around and kept opening his mouth.

the guy at the pet store was an asshole. he wouldn't answer any of mark's questions. cause mark was like "is he dying? is there anyway we can save him?" and the guy was just like your ph is super low you shoulda cleaned the water out before. oh i'm sorry, i must've left my time machine parked somewhere else.. is there anything to do to save the fish NOW? geez.

so he got something that helps get rid of grime in the tank and helps his skin and put that in.. and a ph test kit. and then mark took bonnie (the other fish)'s filter outta her tank and so there was 2 in elvis' and i got rid of the plastic plants that looked funky.. and now he's not moving at all.

i keep changing out the water every few hours anyway.. ya never know.. maybe he'll recover again. although i dont think so. at least the pH is back at a semi-livable range.

i feel really guilty. i can't just flush him. he's at least 6 years old.. how do you flush an animal thats 6 years old. but what do you do with a fish?