Thursday, March 13, 2008
At this point, I would somehow — somehow find a goat in Los Angeles (or some other non-sequiturish-type animal… a yak, maybe?) and sacrifice it to the gods if the pollen would just go away. We’re at like a Stage 14 pollen alert here, and I couldn’t be more miserable. And the funny thing is… despite how wonderful the weather is outside (sunny and 75F), I’m inclined to stay in because the air is just killing me. I didn’t have seasonal allergies before I moved here, and I might be inclined to have someone go into my head and rip out my sinuses at this point so I never have to experience them again.
Yeah, I’m not a very good patient.
Posted by Keith @ 07:38 AM ·
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