Feeling much better today

I went home, took out my contacts, and crashed until the cat woke me up for dinner. So I got up, fed her, took a bath, put on my glasses and vegged for the rest of the night, which ended three hours later and after watching the last PotC movie. Which was...okay. I think I'm happier with just liking the first movie as a stand alone.

I also let the Zyrtec run its course. Now that I'm off it, I actually feel a LOT better, and my eyes, though still slightly red, are nowhere near as bad as they were yesterday (that's probably lack of the same amount of allergens in the air, but still...). I suspect Zyrtec and I are not destined to be friends. Which is fine, because that shit is expensive.

I'm also less grouchy, less feeling like I need to be in the bathroom, and not feeling like I'm going to hurl at all.

Denise Richards still pisses me off big time, though, so I can't blame that on the drugs. ;)

Snagged from Clue

Go here, and read until you find five quotes that speak your truth.

...like clue, I found many more than that.

( Under here )

It's the afternoon and...

I want to pet my cat.

I love my cat...

My weird, weird cat.

She apparently likes the smell of day old, dried out, stale, used wash clothes. It's like catnip to her as far as I can tell. :P

And...I was lazy and washed my hair during a bath rather than showering. This involves laying down in the tub to both wet and rinse my hair, usually with my eyes closed.

When I came up from getting the conditioner out, it was to find Foot jumping away from her perch on the edge of the tub--where she had been watching the strange human ritual. XD.