Paracetamol / by Muhammad Amir Ayub

Here's notes on a drug that's used everywhere and all the time, yet poorly understood.

Another half a month, another mass shooting incident in the land of the free and the home of the brave, where people are made free to buy guns and afraid to send their kids to school. It's so bad that the Onion sounds like a website with serious shit.

"He is fully aware of what is going on, and he’s just a broken human being." Whatever. A terrorist's a terrorist.

And I finally got some A4 size stock of Tomoe River paper, which is almost impossible to get in Malaysia. None of the local fountain pen shops sell them, and CzipLee's Bangsar branch only sells (the full range of) Rhodia products. Apparently it was the only stock left. It's definitely expensive, but the smoothness and the way colors just pop on the page (as it literally repels ink while being thinner than your typical 80 gsm paper) makes me happy. Anything that pushes me to study is good. Now where's the ice I've always wanted to give me unlimited energy?