Complex Numbers

Cold War

Picked up a cold somewhere. Pretty sure it's Just A Cold™, because there's no fever. This just makes everything more annoying; if I had a fever, I could justify going to a doctor to maybe get some of the Good Drugs. But no. My nose won't stop running, which drives me up the wall, which puts me on edge so the slightest thing can set me off.

Don't tell me your home remedy, either. Or urge me to take antihistamines. Antihistamines don't do shit for me. Used to be, back in the good old days, some OTC drugs existed that helped with cold symptoms. They yanked them all for containing speed or some shit, and now nothing works. Not even the stuff that you have to ask the pharmacist and show your ID for like you're a criminal.

This is all because I went (shudder) outside, and among (ick) people; I know it. If I'd stayed inside at my house as Nature intended, people wouldn't have infected me. Humans are a menace. A menace, I tell you!

Consequently, no links today. I'm going to sit at home going through twenty boxes of tissues and trying not to let shit get to me. I know the advice is "drink plenty of fluids," but no one likes it when I point out that tequila is, indeed, a fluid.