allergies can bite my cooter

I don't understand how I can be taking benadryl and claritin about once every eightish hours and still get next to no sleep due to la grippe, hmph, la grippe, la post-nasal drip, and the the itchies and the sneezies and the sinus that's really a pip. (cookie to who gets the reference) The damn trees can really STOP FORNICATING IN MY OXYGEN. Ugh.

Anyway, yeah, bad night. My alarm went off this morning and my sleep deprived brain and my red, glued shut eyes both said "oh hell no." Which just made the concept of staying home today set in stone instead of casually toyed with. I am currently doing laundry in a fit of pique, as I've decided that my bedding is a hotbed of allergens and must be scourged of dander and airborne histamines, though this decision was somewhat crimped by the fact that anzovin has not yet returned out detergent. *sigh*

Well, hopefully in between sneezes and frantic bouts of ill-advised eye rubbing I can get some productive stuff done today. Besides the laundry.

O_o

*watches trailer for Kinky Boots on apple.com*

That is the Operative from Serenity sashaying around in thigh high boots, lipstick and wigs from RuPaul's reject pile, yes??

Somehow the idea of that actor in drag is even scarier than that actor as remorseless badass killer space ninja. What, does every actor have to have the obligatory cross dressing role on his resume?

The movie, all things aside, looks fabulous.