Sick. Sneezing, coughing, congestion. Can't concentrate or make sense. Blowing snot.
I feel like one of those balloons in the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade that has lost it's twenty handlers and is floating upwards toward the atmosphere, only to violently explode and land in Des Moines and be explained by the Guvment as "pieces of a weather balloon."
Right.
I wish one of my handlers still had hold of the rope and could pull me gracefully down to 34th Street with the deftness of Errol Flynn and stab me with his swashbuckling sword, and put me out of my misery.
You should not take Dayquil at night, which is sorta what I did...
I shot Sienna this afternoon/evening and I was fine. It was probably adrenaline, professional acumen, and timing, but as soon as I got into the cab to come home, I became a pod person.
Photo is of her - she's the coolest. Me? Not bad work for an extra from "28 Days Later."
1 comment:
speaking from Experience, Never Take Dayquil with St Johns Wart, unless your looking for an alternative to OTC Trip to delusions and cookie tossing.
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