So I took some clarinase this morning to clear up ol' clogged schnoz. Dieu, je le detest - the warbly but speedy heart rate. Yet at the same time it renders me weak and limp, yet at the same time making me want to run a 500 yard dash in 15 seconds.
I think I'll go home and down some red wine. Good ol' tryptophan will calm me right down. And put me right to sleep (which I'm completely lacking right now).
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