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Beh.

Everything is such an effort.  *sigh*  

I be saggin', ya'll.  About noontime yesterday I started getting a weird, tickle-ish feeling in one side of my nose.  Kinda like when you get a sneeze stuck.  Only in this case, it is most definitely NOT stuck, but the feeling has persisted, and I have progressed to the snot factory stage with a side of sore throat.  

Where the hell does all this chit come from?  I mean, I am taking in a finite amount of liquid.  I am absolutely positive that more is coming out of me than is going in.  

See, this is what happens when you let your alcohol level drop.  Had the Innocent Bystander been home, my body would have been fully prepared, i.e. a fortress of germ fighting beer, when it was exposed to whatever germ this is that seems to have a preference for RIGHT nasal cavities.  But no.  I have to go and get all dried out.  I might as well have put out a welcome mat and opened the door.  The only upside I can think of is that whatever this is will have run its course by trip time.  Only twenty sleeps to go!

Tomorrow, I will tell you about the Good Morning Jesus song.  For now, I'm going to concentrate on holding down the couch and stimulating the tissue manufacturing segment of the economy.  A hanky is a wonderful thing to have handy in a pinch, but actually using one for THIS volume of snot?  *shakes head*  I think not.