It was 5 am, I could hear the birds chirping and I felt so 100% done with myself because I had stayed up until 5 in the morning. Finally, I decided to sleep. The day became night for me. I then awoke in the afternoon. 2 pm if I recall. I sighed at myself as I stared at the clock thinking, “Well, this day is wasted.” I then arose from the couch (I slept on the couch im more of a mess than you can imagine), grabbed some leftover food, and warmed it up. I saw my asshole of a fish named Phichit bullying my sweetheart fish named Saba-chan and I hollered at him to stop. He did not listen. I took it a step further and struck the tank with the chopstick that was sitting next to my now warmed up food, and finally, the demon fish stopped the harassment. ... [to be continued]