As I mentioned earlier, I had to have one last injection of Neulasta for the road, and today it's kicking my butt. I had notions of doing certain things today, like cleaning my closet and finding an out-of-the-way home for my increasingly cumbersome stack of old magazines, but my various appendages are about as strong, trustworthy and useful as half-cooked rigatoni. So heck with it, I'm working on my New Ware Starclipper model and getting black lacquer all over myself.
I take solace from the fact that I'll never have to do this again. Experience Neulasta, that is. I'm sure I'll get black lacquer all over myself many more times.
Is That All?
11 years ago
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