August 2nd, 2009

breeden

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Yesterday was a good day. Went to Chapel Hill for breakfast with Carlota, wandered around with Kevin, bought the world's most hippie belt, then went over to his folks' place for dinner, hot tub, and general debauchery. Unfortunately, the incessant rain and uber-high humidity of the last week has brought out something that's affecting my sinuses, so I wound up with a full blown allergy attack by the time we got home (the kind where you're sneezing violently and discovering later that despite your best efforts at containment, your shirt looks like a Jackson Pollock composition.)

So, once home, I drugged myself insensate with Benadryl, applied Afrin, and settled down with the second half of a documentary on Siberian wildlife, by the end of which I was sliding rapidly into unconsciousness.

I'm a little snorfly this morning, but not bad...we'll see if I can get through the day or if I'm going to be a friend of Benadryl for the next few days...
breeden

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Blarrgh. Persistent hangover today, whether from the allergy attack or the Benadryl, I don't know. It's not that I'm in any pain, it's just that there's a fractional mental echo on everything, as if I'm shouting my thoughts down a short hallway. (I've been in states where it was a very loooong hallway, and occasionally off the edge of a canyon--this isn't that bad.) Still, it's vaguely aggravating and shoots my decisiveness in the foot completely. Good day to play not terribly complex computer games, bad day to do anything productive.

Hopefully tomorrow will be back to normal. I have to take Ben into the vet, he's shaking his head a lot and has started acting a little weird at his food, which says "ear infection" to me or possibly a problem with one of his few remaining teeth. (Swear to god, for a cat that's sixteen pounds of attitude, he has a more delicate constitution...)