I don't have crabs...and I'm trying to keep it that way

So while Kim was studying, I went to the beach to lay out on the dock and also snorkel. Being that I slept 13 hours last night (not sure why, wasn't really that tired), laying in the sun just brought on a headache...well, that and not eating for awhile. All the dumb ATM machines are being "serviced" for the past 10 hours. All I'm sayin' is maybe they should think about hiring somebody else to "service" them. That's all.

While feeling dizzy, and quite upset at this guy that swims all around the dock (about 40 meters) 5 times, takes a quick break, then does 5 more laps. I almost threw a rock at him. But I'll be honest, I'm jealous. Because all the dude had were swim goggles. I have snorkel gear and flippers (yes, that I stole) and I still couldn't beat his time. Next time I see him, I'm throwing that rock, then I'll "save" him and ask him what happened.

So back to snorkeling. I look for sea shells, I can't help it, they're nice. So I found this awesome shell that was about 3 to 4 inches long, but it was so white and not broken and perfect. I picked it up and this crazy crab came out of it! They're supposed to be empty when I touch them! And I don't know if they're "crabs" per say, but this little round up shell I picked up and flipped it on its back, this big crab came out of it, pissed off (I could see his eyes) crawl most of the way out of the shell to flip himself back over, then disappear in the shell when he saw me coming. I WANT THAT SHELL! So I picked up the shell, swimming with it for awhile, trying to get him sick so he'll "fall" out, I was also shaking the shell in the water and outside the water, but he wasn't going away! Dude was in there good.

Pretty soon I started feeling bad because I must be scaring this poor guy to death, so I think I learned somewhere (since I'm such an expert in sea life), that these types of crabs or whatever they're called (they don't look like crabs btw), they just "rent" the shells they're in and then move onto another shell. Since this shell was only 3 to 4 inches long, I decided to swim with the guy for awhile, and show him new shells, bigger shells he might be interested in. Okay, so he didn't like the rock I showed him, fine, so I took him to this HUGE shell (it was in the sand with moss on it, but come on, compared to his little shell, it was a mansion! Well stubborn toes didn't want that one either. And I learned that everytime I put Mr Stubborn down, he would crawl away really fast from me. Once I lost him, but then I found him. I want that shell.

Finally my guilt took over and I decided to go for the bigger shell. The mossy one kind of stuck in the sand. But the size of that crab in the little shell, I was scared to find what was in this shell! I took a rock, dove down there and moved it. Nothing came out, no bubbles, things were looking good. I let the little guy go and now I'm thinking about how to get this big guy. The only thing concerning me was that there was this one fish just eyeing the shell...I didn't like that because...um...that just might mean something was in there. I took my chances and grabbed the end of the shell when I noticed that my first little friend was getting attacked by this, I don't know what. *sigh* Since I was the one "helping" him find a new home, I felt somewhat responsible, so I dove back down there, picked the little guy up, flung his enemy, and dove back down to get my big shell, and started to swim back to the dock in the deeper water (where the little guy kept trying to head in the first place).

I dropped Mr Stubborn off and headed to the land with my heavy guy. I figured once I cleaned him up, he'll be looking good. So I'm on shore now (somewhere along the way I lost my snorkel...luckily I stole two snorkel breathing tube things) and something is coming out of this big shell. Oh hell no we're not repeating this all over again. This time though, it look like he was trying to get out of his shell (I finally put two and two together and realized sea life likes just that, the sea). I walked into the water and dropped this guy off...but it looked like a baby octopus! But now he's just happy as a clam (now that he's in water again), and so am I because I have my find.

Busy day ends with a headache. I guess I should warn Kim the apartment kinda smells like the ocean...