Tuesday, September 27th.

It's been hectic. Kind of. So my crab that I was so excited about changing shells, Hutch, was pronounced dead. I went to lunch with Kristina, then we went to PetSmart and purchased Hutch#2. I asked the salesman if they die a lot during changing shells, he said it can be fatal. I said oh, that explains why he's dead. I got a funny look. Then I had to fill out paperowkr to purchase him. I'm pretty sure they spent more on the paper and pen to buy the thing, than I spent on him, since he was $5.29. Anyway, I took him home, buried Hutch one, and introduced Starsky to Hutch#2. Then I went to work, came home, nd Hutch #2 had already changed shells, and Starsky took his old shell! I thought it was crazy that I waited 4 months to see one change shells, and had 3 crabs change shells in a 24 hr period. Then this morning I woke up, did the baby to school thing, and a half hour of cardio. Then missed Humanities, went to English (which I was late for, and did my homework while walking to class) and went to the pet store again to buy new sand and mulch and a climbing tree for Starsky and Hutch#2. Their crabitat is pretty sick, but now I'm broke. er.