You know that Simpson episode where they have the bit with the guy who's been hiccuping for years on end? In between each hiccough he says 'kill me, kill me'. Replace with sneezes and you've got my morning. I'm starting to wonder how far over the drug limits I can reasonably go. And keeping in mind that I still have to drive to work.
Today's metric: 15. Number of sneezes while drafting this post. (Make it sixteen.)
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Bless you!!!
Ok, so I've stopped sneezing. It took a large mixture of cold medicines but it worked. God, I hate days like today.
(Thank you Carrie. And that's a nice picture.)
Sorry, Peder. I hope you aren't catching a summer cold!
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