My cat had tapeworms and I SAW ONE go back in his butt. I talked about it to EVERYONE and obviously still will. Gross but fascinating! I want to talk about and hear/see all the gross medical things.

Reich of Hazards: A theme park.

Mine smell like old books. Not crusty moldy ones, but well loved and cared for books. Poor things spend a lot of their time being trapped and sniffed.

I use a great app called Moodflow that lets you track how you feel. It's so good for times when you feel like you've always been sad/anxious/whatever and will always be sad because you can look back and see that no matter what, it's temporary. It works best if you use it multiple times a day.

You know the primordial pouch is in full swing too.

Honestly feels rude to Elmo.

I hope mine do. If I die and I'm the only food in the house, I'd rather they live than my corpse remain intact. I'll be dead anyway, what do I care.