I had a Swedish Ivy named Shinji. I kept it alive for about a year and a half. Most of the time it was all wilty, sad, and pathetic, and barely alive. Then, one day, for no reason I could determine, it apparently said to itself: "Wait! Life IS worth living after all! I'm happy! I'm going to GROW!" And it did. For about a week. Then it sunk back into its former sad, pathetic state. And then it died. Shinji really was the appropriate name for it.
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Date: 2003-04-04 01:39 pm (UTC)I had a Swedish Ivy named Shinji. I kept it alive for about a year and a half. Most of the time it was all wilty, sad, and pathetic, and barely alive. Then, one day, for no reason I could determine, it apparently said to itself: "Wait! Life IS worth living after all! I'm happy! I'm going to GROW!" And it did. For about a week. Then it sunk back into its former sad, pathetic state. And then it died.
Shinji really was the appropriate name for it.