Somebody's got to:
..I've got a fever...
and the only prescription is...
MORE TANKS!
But in all seriousness. I'm falling apart at the seams. My life is full of death and, well, ugly. My fish are there, always. Keeping me sane. I love them. I love the work I have to do. I feel jolly carrying bucket of fresh water to them. Like a little elf from a storybook.