silverthorne

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. ;)

Current Mood: good
Current Location: work
Current Music: Concerto Koln--Clarinet Concerto in B Flat Major

You're on Zyrtec.

Your face feels like it's going to break out in a rash any minute.

Every sinus you have is still stuffy and sore despite the drugs.

Your eyes look like you've been on a five day drinking binge.

Your stomach hurts.

The stuff on the other end isn't doing so great either.

You want to kill the world

(and yes, it's allergies--I'm not truly nauseous, and I'm not running a fever, nor am I half blind despite the current nice, rosey hue of my whites.)

Why, God? Wasn't monthly menstration enough vengence for you?

:P

Current Mood: blah
Current Location: work
Current Music: Bonham--Playing to Win/Jethro Tull--Steel Monkey