Showing posts with label ripl chips. Show all posts
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Thursday, January 22, 2009

pill


1.I cut my finger on our decrepit fridge as the plastic crisper shattered in my hand. 
2. I therefore cannot type very well.
3. I am on mastitis number 14. 
4. I have now swallowed thousands of these little orange apo-cephalex anti-biotic pills for mastitis.

5. There seems to be no explanation for why I get it so often.
6. Because of the recession, my babysitter is in Saskatchewan.
6. I am watching the 11th Hour tonight. Better not be boring.
7. I ate a bag of Rip.L. Chips. Old Dutch.
8. I want to read Obama's book but am too cheap to buy it. 
9. I love my job.
10. Hugo says "hug" and hugs himself.
11. I've had a paper called "To Become Beavers of Sorts" accepted for a peer-reviewed book.
12. Beavers. Heh heh.