Back from SF. The opera went well, so happy for my brother-in-law (well, not technically but taht's what I call him) and because the Yankees were playing the Oakland Athletics, we ran into Derek Jeter and Andruw Jones in a Starbucks in San Francisco. I didn't even realize it was them until my dad poked me and said, "Isn't that your favorite player?"
Jeter is such a nice guy.
And way taller than I thought.
Soo, gonna do a huge water change tomorrow on the 20 and hike up the heat like Olympia suggested. Hope that's enough, I really don't want to have to catch all the fish.
I also have a splitting headache.
Laki, do! Check out WWI books so we can have huge history discussions!