What time is it? Oh yeah, it doesn't even matter anymore. This new medication I'm on - what a joke. Non-drowsy my ass. I spend most of each day trying to sleep it off, but guess what, I need it to breathe.
And since I've been taking it, the symptoms from that gastro-enteritis thing have come back. So, what the hell? But, it cost twelve dollars, which is four loads of laundry, so I'm going to use it all up and try to be grateful I have it, but when it's out I'm trying a new brand.
And since I've been taking it, the symptoms from that gastro-enteritis thing have come back. So, what the hell? But, it cost twelve dollars, which is four loads of laundry, so I'm going to use it all up and try to be grateful I have it, but when it's out I'm trying a new brand.
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