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Until my brain actually finds it logically feasible to pay some doctor to give me a prescription for some heavy-duty allergy medications, I am self-medicating thusly:

Two Tylenol allergy sinus pills, a strawberry smoothie to rest them on, and a mug of strong coffee. I feel wired beyond belief, but the jittery wakefulness is far preferable to wanting to claw the sinus areas under my eyes and along my nose straight out of my face with my bare hands. Yesterday at work I hit upon this miracle cure when I ordered a super-huge iced coffee from the shop downstairs, added just a little milk and raw sugar to it, and then took the aforementioned Tylenol.

Everything becomes sort of otherwordly, being that hepped up on caffeine, antihistamines, and decongestant, but the resulting clarity and lack of sneezing is sweet and divine.

Here's to lovely weather, too: 79°F, but it feels much cooler for low humidity. Perfect.

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OK, so I am driving out of downtown during rush hour on Friday, and I end up behind a convertible near River North. It's a Chrysler, and the guy driving it seems pretty young, but in my end-of-the-week wiredness I start repeating to myself, "Hey! That guy's right in the middle of a mid-life Chrysler! Ha! Mid-life Chrysler! Durrr," and so on, and I am thinking it's probably a good thing I don't really talk about much of my life here, for this very reason, when the guy suddenly reaches over to the passenger seat, and starts clipping a webcam to the top of his windshield.

"Holy crap! What a NERD!" I think, and I'm cracking up as the light turns green, and we both accelerate on a left-turn curve to merge onto the freaking Eisenhower Expressway, him with a webcam mounted to the top of his windshield.

What a DWEEB, I was thinking - right before I pulled my digital camera out of my bag to record the moment, so I could present it to you here in my ultra-fashionable Livejournal.