I am just bursting with fruit flavor right now.
I've ingested enough Benadryl to put down a small bull elephant, which will hopefully halt my metamorphosis from a slightly warped human being into a sneezing, mucus-producing machine and put me out of my misery for the night. Especially since tomorrow I have lunch plans to go sight-seeing (translation: check out the scenery at Fred Segal) and then see a taping of Bill Maher's show in the evening.
Did I mention that I saw
Marg Helgenberger in my building's lobby today? She's cute... but
tiny.
And since I'm tripping out on Benadryl, I'm just going to finish up with some graphic humor for y'all: