Why Me?

Simon jumped out of his tank no less than three times yesterday, two of which were within 10 minutes of each other and at about 4.45 in the morning. Then I found him under the fridge this morning; what is wrong with him? More to the point - how is he doing it?

I spent the week making a choker out of a complex structure of swarovski beads and wire, only to put it on and decide I didn't like it. Maybe it will grow on me. Life sucks.