Well, they've rescheduled the wedding so that Charles can both attend the Pope's funeral and get married.
Whew...I'm glad they got that sorted...
I've diagnosed my fish with some sort of fungal infection. I knew they were acting funny - they seemed depressed and unhappy. As it turns out, many of the symptoms I was telling my friends about (and being laughed at for being an over-imaginative social worker) were actually true symptoms of fish disease and not imagined at all. I knew something was wrong. Nya, nya, nya.
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