So I take the pills, go to sleep and... not much happens. I'm entirely under-whelmed. I suppose my dreams were a bit more realistic, but nothing to really Knock my socks off.
So much for selling my surplus pills for a profit.
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Yesterday was the first day...
Yesterday was the first day I took my malarial pills (more accurately, my ANTI-malarial pills). The particular brand of pill I'm taking is known for giving you vivid dreams. EXTREME vivid dreams in some cases. I had been hearing some horror stories to the effect. Stories about people quitting them halfway through in malaria stricken areas because people would rather have malaria than take these pills.
So I take the pills, go to sleep and... not much happens. I'm entirely under-whelmed. I suppose my dreams were a bit more realistic, but nothing to really Knock my socks off.
So much for selling my surplus pills for a profit.
So I take the pills, go to sleep and... not much happens. I'm entirely under-whelmed. I suppose my dreams were a bit more realistic, but nothing to really Knock my socks off.
So much for selling my surplus pills for a profit.
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and then what happened, Matt?
I told Kirsten to shut the hell up, that's what happened.
You promised vivid dreams! I want my money back!
Mine did nothing at all to me too, just a little dizziness. I think this means that we´re hardened travellers with stomachs of iron.
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