imbecile roommate: it’s tax day man did you submit all your stuff on time
me, wise: every day is taxing when one has to listen to your drivel. *chuckles smugly* off with you now, I must return to my studies.
the nurse asked me what music i like. i said bladee. she said i could put music on while waiting for my treatment to end.
by the time we got to the third track of ice-dancer, she put the biggest air-bubble possible in my IV tube and left the room. #finalpost