Well you see, I can't see. Because devil-spawns have decided to leech into the otherwise beautiful spring air and screw my sinuses to the point that my eyes are red, itchy balls of sorrow and my nose is running more than headlines about Charlie Sheen.
"Oh, what a beautiful sunny day! Let's go for a picnic on the horseshoe."
GRASS POLLEN
"It might be nice to walk by the river and sit under a tall, shady oak."
TREE POLLEN
"Hey, lets roll the windows down and blast our awesome music that everyone we drive by will think sucks but we think makes us look cool."
F**KING ROAD POLLEN
Pollen will invade your orifices and infect your happiness!!!
Really though, allergies make me almost as unbearably uncomfortably uncomfortable as watching this song about allergies making you unbearably uncomfortable.
I do love tulips though...
