What's happening to the world?

Is it closing in on us? Will we survive? What's to say of our future? Can I GET any more anxious?

I'm feeling the 'effects' yo. I'm not liking it. As the economy continues to close in on itself, money is scarce and a new job seems even further away on the horizon. I'm certainly not the only one. So many millions of people are losing their jobs! Even poor Melanie is going to be laid off in a few months and I thought she had it made where she was. I don't know what else to say. I can't keep complaining about the way things are. It just keeps getting worse. I guess it has to do that before it can get better, but complaining and worrying doesn't help. I'll just keep telling myself this in my head and on this blog because that's what I always do. Then I'll continue to feel the underlying depression that I keep trying to push down.

Speaking of my lovely affliction, I've switched from the dreaded Paxil to another generic happy pill. I must continue to screw up my brain and keep it addicted to drugs. This new little helper will hopefully make me feel better so that I can once again bid farewell to old Mr. Depression and Mrs. Anxiety. Poor me, boo-hoo...dependent on a pill for emotional survival. I'm feeling pretty pathetic right about now. This is how I choose to deal with it for the time being. I'm disappointed in myself...

Besides old relationship and work woes, I've had a small disaster in my beautiful corner of the ocean.

*sigh*

I knew things couldn't be great forever. You see, I purchased a lovely new coral a few weeks ago... A torch coral that has these pretty bright green tenticles (no, not testicles...hehe) flowing from its center. Well, I didn't know that these tenticles should not touch other corals in the tank too much, or they will get sick and die. I had to find this out the hard way, of course. On Saturday afternoon I noticed my new coral was shrinking into its hardened stalk and this brown slime was collecting on the withdrawn flesh. I didn't know the thing was literally rotting from the inside out, I thought it would get over whatever the affliction was and regenerate. It wasn't until Sunday evening that I decided to remove it, as the "slime" kept collecting on the dying coral and was being spread around the tank by the current. Other corals were "eating" the slime when it settled on them and it was awful to see the damage that stuff did. So I made sure to do an extra large water change and get all that crap outta there. I'm so upset that I not only lost my new coral, but had my existing little garden damaged as well.

Ah yes, and I think I have another predator crab living in the rocks. That's why my new fish keep disappearing. So far, the only thing that's survived from Ron's Christmas gift is one, tiny coral. Almost $100 down the fucking drain. Unfortunately, I'm not rich enough to keep up a reef tank of this magnitude. It's going to have to be more plain and simple now. Good thing I bought the more expensive equipment when I could afford it.

That's about all that's going on at the moment. I'm gonna go eat some lunch and get back to work...while I still have it.