Don't worry about that, those are just the hood-gremlins. They take care of themselves with foraging and shit.Also there are noisy things under the hood.
EEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeOctopus Pie is back to a 3x/week schedule, rather than quasi-monthly chapter updates! WOO!
That's also how my grandfather died as well... good luck with your research.My grandfather was first diagnosed when Alzheimer's disease when I was three years old, and died nine years later when I was twelve. It's why one of my biggest fears is slowly forgetting everything and everybody; and I just remember these images of my grandfather--six feet tall and nearly a hundred and ninety pounds--slowly shrivelling and getting weaker as the disease progressed.
I find it perfectly appropriate, then, that--in two weeks--I'm going to start working in a lab with a fairly prominent researcher on several different therapeutic approaches aimed to treat Alzheimer's. I've been burying myself in the literature, and I can't wait to start.
^ What she said!That's beautiful, En. I'm so glad that you can devote your time to something so close to your heart.
It is great they caught the bastard. I am mildly pleased that it was not her own son that did it.Suspects Charged In 2 Deaths; Public's Help Needed To Catch 2 Others | WSAV TV
Bastard in the first picture. That is all.