I'm dying, it's official. If someone could just come over and cut my head off, I would be so grateful. I have been suffering from allergies, pretty severely since about May. I kept thinking it would go away with the so-called allergy season. HA! It's freaking (I'm not cursing!) October and here I sit with one of the worst allergy attacks I've ever had. I can't breathe, I can't see and I can't take anything as I've finally decided to go see someone about this problem and they are EVIL incarnate in the fact that I cannot take anything for 72 hours prior to my visit to get tested on what the heck I'm allergic to!
Frankly, I think it's my cats. My poor boys. But it could be them combined with a number of things. So it looks like it may be shots for me. My local Osco drug store magically has become a CVS and now with the new stupid drug laws, I had to wait in a que at least 15 deep to buy the only OCD I can take - plain jane sudafed - because they now keep it behind the counter thanks to all my friends in Independence, MO who are running their meth labs! I dislike people who invade my space under the guise of standing on line. Who persistently yawn, shuffle and encroach my space every 5 freaking seconds!!! Is that necessary?! Is the line moving? Does it make you feel better to irritate me?! So I turned around and sneezed on him! HA! He doesn't know I'm not contagious! Maybe I am contagious...maybe I have spinal meningitis from going to all these stupid career fairs on college campuses to recruit?! You don't know! It could happen!
Meanwhile, I've decided to call my broker and buy stock in Kleenex. Sniff...
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