Have I mentioned I hate spring?
May. 11th, 2007 08:44 amto
polymexina and
lostcircuit:
I guess I am doing better. Yesterday seemed to pass with no major gastrointestinal grumpiness, even despite submitting to the siren call of Bart's Cookies n Creme. Either that or my body is now completely distracted by the full time, full scale production of misery making histamines and reminding me exactly why I despise the month of May. Seriously, every spring feels like being trapped in an environmental hentai movie, where some giant tree-sperm monster insists on continuously spooging yellow dust up my nose. Not only that, but tis the season for horrible allergy medicine commercials. I don't know about y'all, but the last thing I want when I'm sneezing four times a minute is the Honey Nut Cheerios bee's badly animated ugly cousin pushing nasal spray at me. Even if it is voiced by someone that is either trying really hard to sound like or IS Antonio Bandaras. Nor do I want my sneeze to mysteriously summon an acappella group out of thin air that insists on harmonizing about how miserable I feel right now. I swear if I sniffle and some pudgy white guy in a black shirt so much as whistles in my general vicinity, there will be grievous bodily harm caused.
People that actually like this season can go to hell, go directly to hell, do not pass go, do not collect $200.
EDIT: That IS Antonio Banderas. I am the sad.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
I guess I am doing better. Yesterday seemed to pass with no major gastrointestinal grumpiness, even despite submitting to the siren call of Bart's Cookies n Creme. Either that or my body is now completely distracted by the full time, full scale production of misery making histamines and reminding me exactly why I despise the month of May. Seriously, every spring feels like being trapped in an environmental hentai movie, where some giant tree-sperm monster insists on continuously spooging yellow dust up my nose. Not only that, but tis the season for horrible allergy medicine commercials. I don't know about y'all, but the last thing I want when I'm sneezing four times a minute is the Honey Nut Cheerios bee's badly animated ugly cousin pushing nasal spray at me. Even if it is voiced by someone that is either trying really hard to sound like or IS Antonio Bandaras. Nor do I want my sneeze to mysteriously summon an acappella group out of thin air that insists on harmonizing about how miserable I feel right now. I swear if I sniffle and some pudgy white guy in a black shirt so much as whistles in my general vicinity, there will be grievous bodily harm caused.
People that actually like this season can go to hell, go directly to hell, do not pass go, do not collect $200.
EDIT: That IS Antonio Banderas. I am the sad.
Um...
Date: 2007-05-11 01:51 pm (UTC)BUT, my Hobbit and most of my friends are allergy victims, meaning my sex life suffers between March and oh, July or so. And I get spanked (literally) for leaving windows open for pollen to get in and attempt to kill my loved ones. Fresh air is not allowed in my home this time of year :( AND, there are nasty used tissues allllll over my house where a tired grumpy Halfling blew his nose at 3am...wait, didn't I say I like spring...?
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Date: 2007-05-11 03:49 pm (UTC)OMG so am I.
Shall we develop a meth habit so we can reverse-engineer pseudoephedrine out of it? :-P