I am a sad panda, because the fact that I am still leaking horrible substances from various orifices means I missed both my friend’s belated wedding reception at the Brooklyn Museum of Art and the Waters of Mars viewing party. Watching half my friends list go into (mostly) joyous spasms over the latter is not helping. *sulks*
Seriously, I’m going into my third week of expelling wads of glutinous stuff in unattractive earth tones. I finally caved and made a doctor’s appointment.
In the meantime, I have been trying various drugstore remedies, and OMIGOD, you guys, oxymetazoline hydrochloride is amazing. Does what it says on the tin squeeze bottle.
On the upside, Dilatory Bastard is home from the shop and waiting to be plugged in. I can haz home intarwebz? :D