Music:Prince and the Revolution - The Beautiful Ones
We can't stop here. This is bat country.
I got desperate enough to take Sudafed. Those of you who have ever seen me on an ephedrine reaction will understand just how desperate that is. (I had been forced to replace my handkerchief with a kitchen towel.) Let's just put it this way: when I was a kid, my mother stopped giving me pseudephedrine because, in her words, "It makes her cut the ears off bunnies."*
So if I seem bitchy and out of sorts even bitchier and more out of sorts than normal, you know the cause. Well, that and being woken up at three AM by menstrual cramps and the Snot Fairy. SRSLY. I haven't had snot this bad since mono: Ihad to put a towel over my pillow. Do not want.
(Madagascar is closing its ports even as I speak.)
Okay, time to try to get through a chapter and a pot of tea before it's time to go to Crooked Still and infect the rest of the Eastern Seaboard with this thing.
*No actual rabbits were harmed in the making of this anecdote.