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substituteToday my dose of LOLLBUTRIN went from 150 mg to 300 mg.
As a result I felt like shit and slept most of the day, called in sick to work.
In the evening I staggered out of the house down to D's and tried to let my brain recover. I had coffee and a microquiche. Later, Long Tall Trucker Phil showed up and gave me pizza, which was kind.
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bruisedhips showed up and handed me a plastic sphere. When you move the plastic sphere, the ghostly, terrifying voice of her soon-to-be-ex-mother-in-law calls out "Where aaaare you.. come heere.. want a treat? want a treat?" It sounds like the ghost bride in the Haunted Mansion ride.
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios. -- John Prine
As a result I felt like shit and slept most of the day, called in sick to work.
In the evening I staggered out of the house down to D's and tried to let my brain recover. I had coffee and a microquiche. Later, Long Tall Trucker Phil showed up and gave me pizza, which was kind.
bruisedhips showed up and handed me a plastic sphere. When you move the plastic sphere, the ghostly, terrifying voice of her soon-to-be-ex-mother-in-law calls out "Where aaaare you.. come heere.. want a treat? want a treat?" It sounds like the ghost bride in the Haunted Mansion ride. Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios. -- John Prine