Side Effects - TGXander trudged through the rain, a doctor’s note was crumpled in his hand. The doctor had told him he needed a boost in his immune system. He figured it was some mumbo jumbo; he felt fine. In fact, he hadn’t been sick in years. Sure he had a little cough recently, but it was nothing, right? The rain sure wasn’t helping him, but he really didn’t have much of a choice since his car was screwed.halfpint51
When he finally arrived at the pharmacy, he was cold and soaking wet. Thankfully there wasn’t a line. He picked up his prescription and was back outside within ten minutes. He held the paper bag close to him, trying to prevent it from getting wet as best as he could. Eventually he made it back to his apartment, set the bag on the kitchen counter and went to his room. Stripping his wet clothes off, he hopped into the comforting warm shower to warm himself up. His roommate wasn’t home, nor did he care, so he used most of the hot water. After he had gotten out of t
Camera of Change: Selfie ConflictThere once was a man who went by the name of Charles Bahmer, an average guy in an average world. Nothing spectacular ever happened to poor Charles. It wasn't like he had a poor social life; in fact he had a great one. The only issue he really had was his inability to take a selfie. That's right. Charles, for whatever reason, could not take a selfie without messing it up somehow. Even though phones had front facing cameras, which were clearly designed for taking selfies, he still screwed it up.halfpint51
Nonetheless, Charles found himself out walking in the local park during a nice cool fall day. He always loved taking walks when it was nice out. Dressed up in sweats and a blue long sleeve shirt, he was able to stay comfortably warm. As he walked down the trail he noticed something shiny under a few leaves. He walked over to it and crouched down to see what was gleaming in the sunlight.
It was a digital camera, but nothing fancy enough that would be worth something in a pawn shop. Charles noticed
Camera of Change: Think Before You PrankThe clock read 9:44, and Sarah was still asleep on the floor. She was usually awake in the mornings well before this time, or so she told us. I couldn't really blame her though--we had both been at a party at a friend's house last night. She had had a little too much to drink (it was water and soda pop; it wasn't that kind of party), and she passed out. Sugar crash, I suppose. Since she had sriven there herself, someone had to stay with her until she woke up--Sarah let absolutely no one touch her keys or drive her car, and if we did, she would never forgive us. I had been given that responsibility, mainly because I volunteered. I didn't mind; my parents trusted me, no matter how long I stayed out at night (I am very fortunate in this regard). I had made sure to call Sarah's parents and explain the situation. I had waited patiently all night, catching a few winks when I could.UnderstandablyCrazy
But now, I was getting impatient, and I imagine my friend was, too.
"Come on, Sarah, you have to get u