No worries Mr. Stipe, I don't have to try at all. It's just not happening.
Well it is, as clearly since I'm alive and writing this, but now you can call me Mr. Mouth Breather.
We only had Benadryl in the house, so Thursday night I took it, but it's not a decongestant. It did dry out my mouth and eyeballs, but only a little of my nose.
Last night I had the fiancé bring home something to break up the snot. He stopped by the drugstore on the way home and got me some pseudoephedrine.
As Edna Turnblad (the real one, not the John Ravolta one) says: "It's the times, they are a-changing, something's blowing in the wind.....now fetch me my diet pills."
Poor Denton had to show his driver's license and sign some papers to get it. Because as
I'm not saying I have ever done meth or not, but I do like to follow Dr. Leo Spaceman's line of questioning if ever consider it: "how important is tooth retention to you?".
As it is, the cold is now seemingly moving towards the chest. Yay! But that is the progression of things, no? It will be a night or two of coughing when I'm horizontal, keeping Denton and the neighbors up - and they live quite aways away.....and the windows are closed.
No gym for me today. I can't do it....physically or to infect anyone else (that's what movie theatres are for). I've been outdoors walking. It's kind of a different routine and I like it.
Well, gotta go take some meth......ummmm....I mean sudafed.
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