Pleasant Pacus

That, is one of my pacu. I Call her chunky. She's fat, greedy and responsive. But her affirmation of my specially prepared shrimp mix is not helping my day out.
Today is just one of those days. Its not an extremely depressing nor is it dissapointing. Nothing extreme happened but its just a gut-wrenching instinct I have. I just feel detached from myself as if I have commited a hideous crime of which I have not yet known. Perhaps there is subtle error in my routine life I have overseen or maybe I just added too much shrimps.
As of tonight,
Nick has decided not to be an arse-hole. Its time to step away from the beautiful fish.