Last night, I took a couple benadryls because I was feeling a tad allergy-ridden during my still-not-feeling-100% phase.

You know, there was a time when I could operate heavy-machinery just fine on allergy medicine. Bring on the power tools, boys! Papa's on a diphenhydramine high!

But those days are long gone. That shit hits me hard now. Hell, I can barely blog when I'm doped up.

And when I do fall asleep, I sleep like a ton of bricks on a log. I sleep hard and deep (dirteh!) and fall asleep fast... the second my head hits the pillow.

It's the waking up part that's more difficult. I feel groggy and sluggish. It's hard to move, but when I get moving, I eventually feel well rested.

But now for the definition of sad.

The very FIRST THOUGHT I had this morning, when I woke up was:

"At 10 PM, I can go back to bed."

Pitiful.