Can I Just Say, I'm Sick of Sneezing?

 

On the weekend, I attended a surprise party for my friend Lacey. It was a lot of fun, I walked away with a lot of experiences...my first jello shooter (see above), my first taste of bubblegum vodka, my FIRST SURPRISE PARTY...and my first cold of 2010. Kids, this is what you get when you share drinks. Learn from my mistake. No matter what is being offered, no matter how delicious or awesome it might be, don't share things at parties. Or ever. Unless it's with your pet. I don't think they have germs we can catch. Except rabies, but like that's gonna happen.

ANYWAYS! I just gotta say...I'm SO not a fan. I mean, no one really LIKES getting sick. But I just....argh. I need to vent about it. At least I'm not completely incapacitated. You know, like when Sheldon gets sick on BBT.

And my roommate and my boyfriend are exceptionally happy I'm not that big of a pansy. But I still don't like sneezing every 4 minutes. It's like, my nasal cavity is having contractions, but there's no baby. SO ANNOYING! I keep blowing my nose, thinking that'll kill the sneeze attack....but no, it doesn't. Even as I'm typing, I've been fighting off sneeze attacks. So to whoever decided that sneezing is like an eighth of an orgasm, you sir, are a damn, dirty liar.

The irony? For the rest of this week I'll be giving away bottles of Cold-FX and limited edition Don Cherry mugs on the midday show....Listen for the sneeze (I'll try not to throw you off by sneezing on the air), and be the first one to call in at 780-538-4840 and share your cold remedy with me. IF you give me a remedy to kill MY cold, and can guarantee it works...then I promise to give you the prize.

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