I am now stocked up for the Saramegian Plague. Soup, orange juice, cheesey movies, kleenex, strawberry ice cream, honey, fresh bread, and some sort of cold medicine not used in meth labs.
Fucking meth labs. All the cold medicines are now kept at the pharmacy and I have to go show ID to get the kind of medicine that doesn't make my other medications go wonky and cause me to become psychotic or something. Why are meth users dictating what medicines I can and can't buy over the counter? That's just fucking NUTS.
Why are meth users dictating what medicines I can and can't buy over the counter?
They are prima donnas who play by their own rules.
I have no cold symptoms. This is either ironic, or foreshadowing.
Wait. Your own place, or a shared place? Because in my world, the neater/cleaner person bears the greater responsibility. At least that's how I was raised.
He wanted me to vacum our shared place.
I have no cold symptoms. This is either ironic, or foreshadowing.
word. And I'm scared even to post that as it may be tempting fate.
Knocking on wood!
Why are meth users dictating what medicines I can and can't buy over the counter?
It's why we can't have nice things.
Cass! Mile High marathon coming up Saturday and Sunday. Feel free to judge me. I swear, it was the promise of Michael Praed that got me to show up, and Naomi Ryan that got me to stay. She's kinda pretty.
::goes image googling::
I am now stocked up for the Saramegian Plague. Soup, orange juice, cheesey movies, kleenex, strawberry ice cream, honey, fresh bread, and some sort of cold medicine not used in meth labs.
I want Allyson to do my shopping for me. I couldn't even remember to pick up Nyquil.
Ah, Jesse. Glad I could give you some jovality.
How is 24 going to be uninterrupted if Prison Break is coming back in March?
