It tastes like burning!!

So I have a little crispiness on my shoulders from being in a volleyball tournament yesterday at ashbridges bay.

We played shit but that was de to having a MAJOR handicap to our team. Tammy told us she knew how to play the game but the girl couldn't even bump the fucking ball!! I was so frustrated by our 3d game that I could have used a punching bag.
She was so scared of that ball that the rest of us ended up running in front of her most of the time to try and save the play.

Had she not been on the team, I think we would have won most of our games. We had a good team except for her and Lami...but at least lami put effort in and improved after a couple of games.

oh well it was nice to at least be on the beach from 9 till 4.

After that we went back to Jeff's and started to get ready for the night. The weirdest thing happened though......talk about a twist of fate.

Jeff needed to feed his piranha's and so we decided while Crystal and Ian showered that we would walk to the pet store and pick up food for the fish.

Jeff ended up buying 3 baby mice :( I absolutely HATE that he feeds his piranha's baby mice. The mice are so damn cute....it makes me wanna cry everytime he does this.

Anyway...we get back to the apartment and more friends had dropped by when Jeff decided to feed the fish.

He put in the little white one that I thought was so adorable and the little guy same like hell. He found an opening in the fishtank and tried to get out. Jeff started to block the enterance where the little mouse was trying to get out and I yelled from the balcony to stop fucking with the mouse's fate!
I said if he was meant to live he will get out...don't fuck over his fate.

About 5 minutes later Jeff came out to the balcony with the little white mouse in a container. The little guy survived piranha filled water......he swam like hell and the piranha's not having eaten in 3 weeks swam around him and never ate him so Jeff took him out and said "the little bugger went through hell....he's my buddy now".


AS CHEESEY AS I CAN BE....I told him I thought it was a sign and that I wanted to keep the mouse. The mouse went through a lot and survived. So after we got back from Taste of the danforth, Jeff dug out his spare aquarium and we made a little home for him. Put in some cheese for him and water and put some paper down and an empty toilet paper roll for him to eat/play with. I named him J.T. (Jeff and Teri...yes cheesey I know but I was pretty damn depressed and sentimental last night after having to hug and say goodbye to 10 of my closest friends that came out last night)

Jeff and I went outside on the balcony and he just wrapped his arms around me and I felt closer to him than I think I've ever felt. When my friends left I was in major tears and he just hugged me and was so sweet to save the mouse after me yelling/joking earlier not to fuck with the mouses fate and went through all the hassle at 1am in the morning to drag out the aquarium and get a little make-shift home for the little guy till we can go buy some stuff for him. It was one of the weirdest yet sweetest moments I've had with Jeff...I really saw an extremely compassionate side to him that I rarely ever see.

Tonight's my last night. It's not gonna be easy tomorrow morning to say good bye....