I have no clue what to put here.
Perhaps some sort of rotating quote.

But those guys to the right...they're snorkeling off of Rum Point,
on Grand Cayman. You owe it to yourself to check that place out.


Waiting Game

I think today's Monday. It's rare that I know what day it is without looking at my watch. Life is moving at snail's pace. I want Summer to be over. I desperately want to FF to the presidential election. 99 days. Fuck Trump. My Covid anxiety (anxiety, in general) would be greatly minimized if the person in the Oval Office weren't a completely incompetent asshole. He's turned us into Shithole Country #1.
My next port flush and bloodwork is in a week from tomorrow. I REALLY hope my neutrophils will have reversed course and landed back in "normal" range. If they continue downward, then I'm going to require unfun testing to find out why. Seriously, it feels like I only get a few months of feeling more at ease before Cancer throws me another curve ball. As if having Trump in office AND Covid weren't enough to have me gnawing my nails and binge-drinking (and I've really kind of avoided drinking, since it trashes my already poor sleep and can cause low neutrophils, so I want to eliminate that as a potential factor, as much as possible).

Froggos...so I've accumulated most of the stuff I need to culture live fruit fly food for little dart frogs. Now I'm mostly just waiting for Josh's Frogs to have my desired critters in stock. Though I wouldn't want to order until our temps settle-down a bit, anyhow -- yesterday hit 92 when I was out driving around. Hopefully they're available closer to Sept./Oct., when heat is less likely to be an issue.

A guy in the dart frogs group I lurk in on FB keeps posting pictures of his pretty 'Highland Bronze' Dendrobates Auratus frogs.

Setting up my vivarium has been a nice stress reducer. I'm already planning ahead to converting my 50g aquarium (36x18x18) to house 5-6 of another species. First my remaining 4 dwarf rainbow fish need to cross the Rainbow Bridge. They're all closing-in on the end of their average life expectancy, so maybe that will be a project that I can start in on in the next 6-12 months. I'll have to rehome the Endler guppies that keep a constant population, too (started from 2 pair of Endlers).

Fxck Cancer!

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