Imbeciles! Ya know, in some instances, keeping an accurate inventory doesn't really matter too much; I posit that the storage of deadly biological materials should never be one of those instances.
Advil has a special place in my heart...and my abdomen.
I worked 67 hours last week and I've already worked 26 hours this week, in two days. I know, I know, people work 60 and 70 hours every week. I'm not one of them. I work 60-70 hours for a portion of the year, and by the time it's over, I'm nearly delirious. I loves me some sleepin'. After next week, I'm golden. (:
I got some roller skates and I'm joining the roller derby after next week. This girl I work with gave them to me. Isn't that rad? I actually do know how to roller skate. I was one of those bitchin' kids who went skating every Friday night--the early session and the late session. Oh yeah, I was cool like that. (Friggin' nerd) Anyway, I'm excited about kicking some ass.
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when i was in 6th and 7th (and i think 8th, too) grades i did a serioes of science fair experiments dealing with the dissolution of painkillers in your body.
and the letters of advil come detached and float around in your tummy like a very limited alphabet soup. it made me giggle.
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