Jun 12, 2008 12:02
Allergy season is in full force, and it's a good thing I don't have any sandpaper around the house, because I would be applying it vigorously to the inside of my nose. Pain and gore would have to be better than this hellish ITCHING. Argh.
So:
1) Ask me anything.
2) Tell me something.
Either. Both. Whatever. Distract me? Please?
Alternatively, if you've ever had a yen to commit murder, that would be an option, too. You could come over here and shoot me. As long as you make it quick and pretty much painless, have at it. I won't resist.
ETA: I give up. I can't stand it. I'm popping two Benadryl, which will make me sleep for the next four hours, but at least I won't itch. It's that or kill myself.