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Wednesday, August 31, 2005

11:04 PM - The End.

I am living my last moments, just pacing around my glass house. For the past three weeks, I've become progressively more ill. The peeling sore on my side has grown to incredible proportions, leaving my left side a nasty sight since most of the skin has already been eaten away and pretty soon I think my insides will be spilling out of me (if I live long enough). My left appendage has atrophied, leaving its counterpart to do all the work so that it has become swollen. My breaths are shallow now and becoming more shallow as time goes by. Air bubbles seem to be stuck inside of me, making intake difficult and painful.

I am changing colors rapidly- what once was blue is red and then it is green and back to blue again. This is a sign of the fight inside of me. My body is swollen and my scales are sticking out like goosebumps. My tails are ripping apart, becoming weak and breaking off perhaps because nutrients have all been channelled into a futile attempt to keep what is essential strong or else nutrients are not being taken in at all, which is probably the case considering my state. And I really used to be such a mighty stud! Sometimes I remember the golden days and I begin to strut and dance and dart around. At those times, she would smile. Speaking of she...

Last night, taking actions towards making me as comfortable as possible, she changed the water in my glass house. I imagine the stench was so bad that she probably wanted to vomit in her mouth a little but she showed no indication of this. Unfortunately, the water was a bit too cold; shocking me a for a few long moments, leaving me to lay immobile at the bottom of my house. I thought this was the end. I thought finally, she killed me. And it wasn't going to be like last time when I died and she cried and I came back. But it was like the last time again.

It is the day after the water change. I don't think I can do this much longer. She's resigned to my fate as well. It's getting harder to fight. I am keeping afloat at the top but I'm getting tired of treading. I sink and hit the bottom every now and then, lay still, and then I come back to my senses and swim back up. But the end is soon for me.


-Zombie Jesus Pheonix Fish

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So excuse me for being so emo about my fish dying but after Rainny killed Queen Elizabeth, it's just sad that gking4ever had to give Zombie the shingles. Especially after last winter when Zombie died on the LIRR and I started crying because I was already so stressed out. And then he fucking came back to life and I almost killed him again for doing that to me. Anyway, he actually died while I was rewriting this entry (I had written it but accidently lost it; don't ask; I could have sworn the first one was better). He would really be floating at the top, all of a sudden sink and then as if he had just woken and was confused jump up and swim back up to the top. I like to think he was fucking around with me. But he hasn't moved for a very long time now so I'm pretty sure he's actually dead. I will keep vigil over his little body until the morning and then bury him.

By the way, I don't mean to detract attention from the seriousness of your illness by saying you gave shingles to Zombie (even though I know you did, bastard)...So, feel better, Eric and as a sign that I really mean it here's pictures of BoA saying "
sang-rang hae-yo":
She's so sweet!!!

-CalamityJANE


Blogger hk_newbie said...

you have my condolences, calamity jane. I imagine my brother has killed all my fish by now, so I drink a beer to them now and then. I'll lift a shot of tequila in honor of zombie jesus fish tonight.  


Blogger RaiNny said...

I forgot to tell you...Elizabeth left a note...  


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