I'm supposed to get a fridge. It will be necessary if I don't want to live on special K which has 70 fucking whole calories and uh Pickles - 5 Hot sauce - 2 Gatorade -- 150 cal.
My stupid body in an attempt to protect my stupid ass goes, "I have food and sufficient stimulation. Now I must sleep." CC: 1) the light over my head has been on since 5 fucking am 2) I don't have my night meds 3) it's wicked hot still 4) can't I tag a LITTLE?
Body: no. Sleep because in two hours they will wake you for meds CC: sounds like a good reason to
I slept an hour and myblung decided now was the perfect time light itself on fire, produce the thing I needed ALL DAY LONG and couldn't get, and wake the fuck up????????
CC: I genuinely doubt I can
But yes
Pickles - 5
Hot sauce - 2
Gatorade -- 150 cal.
I don't make the rules! And if I did, I'd prefer apples!
X to doubt
Wait for it
Wait for it
Cabbage
CC: 1) the light over my head has been on since 5 fucking am
2) I don't have my night meds
3) it's wicked hot still
4) can't I tag a LITTLE?
Body: no. Sleep because in two hours they will wake you for meds
CC: sounds like a good reason to
Body: go ahead and try it. I dare you
CC: