Oh Dear, Did I Take the Wrong Cold Medicine?

It's quite possible that I did. It's not uncommon for people I know to take the wrong cold medicine (is it weird that I know more than one person who has done this?) so it's entirely posisble that I did too. I should be really tired, especially because I've been existing largely on Day/NyQuil for the past few days, and NyQuil should be knocking me out.

It's not.

I'm so wide awake right now it's lost its funny. I don't know if it's because I went to bed at a normal time last night, and then slept for 12 hours (snow days are beautiful things). Probably the fact that I did absolutely nothing all day except eat nothing of substance and watch eight episodes of 'Gilmore Girls' with my mom (yes - eight) isn't helping much either. But I'm wide awake and I wish I could sleep because I'll be dead tired tomorrow, AND it's late night and it's probably going to be really dramatic and stressful and I'm not exactly looking forward to it.

Hm. Do I complain more than the average person? I was considering that I was shoveling snow today. I feel like I complain a lot. It's probably yet another one of my really unattractive qualities that I shouldn't be proud of.

(I like how all questions I ask on my blog automatically become rhetorical because there's no one out there to answer them).

Oh well. I don't really have anything important to say right now, and I'm feeling really unoriginaly and really unfunny, so I suppose I'll just bring this to a close and try to sleep again.

So I leave you with this, part of an old IM conversation, which shows what happens when my friends take the wrong cold medicine. Or in this case, too much children's Triaminic.

Manda: sleeping on cheeseeeeeee
Wuh: hahaha not a good idea
Manda: i jst dnot wannag et it i n my hair
Me: i like how she's pretty much high on kids cold meds and all she's worried about is getting cheese in her hair
Manda: shes tsill her

Good times. Goodnight.