As glad as I am to see early signs of Spring cropping up all over the damned place, I’m not at all amused by the accompanying allergens that are assaulting me. I’m sick to death of headaches, sneezing, coughing, blowing my nose, and the sluggishness that goes along with taking allergy meds. The cherry on the shit sundae was having to break out the antihistamine plus decongestant, which is guaranteed to make me tired and wired. Bastards! And it’s the 24-hour extended release kind, too[1], so I’m going to be tired, cranky, and twitchy until tomorrow. I just thought it was only fair to warn y’all. If I’m abnormally incoherent or snarky (I know, how can you tell?), it’s the drugs, man.
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[1] I know I should buy the non-uber-extended variety, but buying anything containing decongestant is a pain in the arse that I’m in no mood to subject myself to. Last time, I had to stand in line at the pharmacy window for 45 minutes just to get a frigging box of Claritin-D.
red paper boat 