It's funny that since the start of the year I have been some sort of an apothecary of T. I haven't created a successful concoction yet, but hopefully someday.
My favourite nephew came out as transmasc, and then my roommates were contemplating about doping to "git gud" at working out—One of them is conked out all the time and he can't even get up: figuratively and literally. The other was a triathlete.
My special interest includes going through months of "research", so my brain has to go bzzt and help those who care about me.









