I'm Allergic, The Doc Prescribed Antihistamines

****EDIT**** 5/12/06 7:15 PM
You asked for it and here it is. Click this link for pictures of my jacked up eye. Warning: Do Not Click this link if you don't want to see. This is gross.


Inspiration "Welcome to Atlanta" Ludacris and Jermaine Dupri "I get the cream, cops see me flick my beams/I'm allergic, the doc prescribed antihistamines/Oink oink, pig pig, do away with the pork/Only silverware I needs a steak knife and a fork/Did you forget your fuckin manners/I'm Bruce with Banners/Ludacris, Johnny Rockets when I shoot the cannon"

What I'm Listening To - "Separate But Equal" - Little Brother

Question(s) I Asked Myself Today - "Since I'm up this early, will I still be late for work?"

Finally its Friday! I want to start by wishing all the moms out there a Happy Mother's Day. I hope your children and significant others do something nice for you. I originally was going to drive down to Savannah to surprise my mom and grandmother but I don't think I'm gonna make it. Why not, you ask? Because I am experiencing technical difficulties with my eye. My allergies have been acting up in the last week and Wednesday, when I woke up my eye was swollen shut. After a couple of hours of applying compresses, the swelling went down and then the uncontrollable tearing started. Turns out I have pink eye. I got some eyedrops to clear up the infection, but I can't wear my contact lens in my left eye. So, I been rolling with one contact for the last few days. I can function like that but I don't want to chance a four hour ride with one eye.

I can't stand these allergies. I'm all congested, my eyes are watery and itchy, and my skin is dry and red from blowing my nose so much. I look even more high than I usually do. I hate it when people look at me and say "T. you look terrible." Thank you, I know that. I didn't need you to point that out to me. Got me walking around looking like one of them zombies in "Night of the Living Dead." Of course that means that I can't go out nowhere for a while. How I'm gonna try to holla at a chick breathing out my mouth like Biggie and crying like I'm on Oprah? Its not a good look. At least the medicine is starting to work and I think I'm finally coming out of this. I hope to be back to normal after this weekend.

Hopefully, I can just chill this weekend and recover. The worst part about it is since I don't feel sick, I still want to do stuff, but I can't. I need to get a haircut, but I don't wanna start sneezing while dude got the clippers to my head. Might end up with an unintentional Nike swoosh in my hair, like cats used to rock in '89. I already got problems finding a barber to cut my hair right anyway. For some reason, they act like they aint never cut so called "good hair" before. (BTW, I hate that term, but I couldn't think of anything else to call it this morning.) They either cut it too low, or take forever and a day trying to use scissors to get every last stray strand of hair. I am rambling like a muhfucka, aint I? Tenacious, this is starting to sound like one of your posts. LOL. Oh yeah, I was saying that I hope people just leave me alone this weekend.

Anyway, Happy Mother's Day to everybody that got kids, and to my future babymama whereever you are.

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