saturday morning

so this is what it looks like when my allergies overtake my body and practically leave me for dead. i shift into survival mode, which means books, piles of kleenex and pride & prejudice.

let me just say i feel like $%&*. it seems ridiculous that my allergies have gotten as bad as they have and even more ridiculous that they run me into the ground when i'm out of my prescription. it feels like a full-blown flu every time this happens and i hate it!

as to the pile of kleenex, i am aware that some people will find this absolutely revolting... russ being one of them. i guess i just feel like the pile serves as sort of a monument to how sick i am... the bigger the pile, the more sympathy i need... i am not sure which is worse though, the fact that i pile my sneeze-kleenexes on the couch or that i'm somehow emotionally connected to them... either way you should feel very sorry for me. :)

hope everyone else is having a beautiful weekend!
p.s. this is the first saturday in 3 weeks that it isn't raining buckets and i'm stuck inside. ugh!

sam