User blog:Mute Winter/Allergies are death.

I really hate allergies. Really, really fucking hate allergies. It's the beginning of June, the weather's beautiful, all the flowers and grass and trees are green again after this bitch of a Northern winter we just finished...

And I feel like hell.

When I step outside, my eyes turn red and start to burn and water. I begin sneezing and don't stop, and then the nose starts running too. At this point I walk past a freshly mown lawn, and my bronchioles sieze up tight, until I take a few huffs of my super-sexy puffer. The rest will be taken out by no less than Benedryl, putting me in an antihistamine coma for a few hours. So I either ooze from every facial cavity, wheeze whenever I'm near a lawn, or spend at least half of each day as a zombie.

And all this is just from the seasonal shit that probably can't kill me.

I should write something about this, only in the depths of my Benedryl haze, I can't imagine how it could get much worse.