fishkeeping is such a trap, because you think it’ll be a fun little hobby where you get your hands wet and then just watch your fish for hours; but in actuality, it forces you to learn about chemistry and biology and gardening and plumbing and electricity and woodworking and even latin bc you’ve unconsciously memorized hundreds of scientific names, and a couple months later, you’ll find yourself in aisle 13 of lowe’s picking up another box of #0 x 2-7/8" structural lag screws, smelling like algae and sawdust while you rack your brain trying to remember what aquatic plant species naturally occur in the peat bogs of northern kalimantan