Anytime Aaron gets sent on a business trip, I get my panties in a bunch and start acting all sensitive.
Being a girl totally sucks sometimes. Damn motherfuckin' hormones.
This weekend we set up Griffin's Aquasaurs.
Which is really a fancy pants way of saying triops, which have three eyes (ewwww), a forked tail (gross), 140 legs (nasty) and molt ::shudder:: multiple times in their short life span.
You know how some people have sensitivities to words like moist or panties? Mine is "molt." ::shudder:: That word is disgusting.
Anyway, we set everything up Saturday to achieve the proper temperature (because, you know, keeping creatures that have been around for 350 million years requires Very Sensitive Temperatures) and placed the egg/nutrient package in the water Sunday.
This morning we already have microscopic triops flicking about in the container.
Little white orangish specs spazzing around.
Having boys rocks.