I was GOING to take a long walk today.
But right before I left, I took half a Klonopin. (In the words of Joan Cusack in Working Girl, "it chills you ever so slightly.")
That, coupled with the Zyrtec I took this msorning and the cooler-than-expected weather brought me back home, where I'm going to collapse into a fabulous sleep, then wake up and MAYBE make cookies. . . that I won't eat, of course. Well, maybe one. I did get a good mile and a half in before turning around, after all.
I go to the p-doc and the allergist this week, so hopefully they can put together a combo that
A) I don't refuse to take
and
B) will help with my allergies and my brain haze without making me a zombie.
The title of this post comes from a poem referenced in a Twilight Zone episode called "Time Enough at Last." Burgess Meredith plays a character who only wants to read; nobody--his boss, his wife, his co-workers--take him seriously or will give him time to read. After a nuclear attack in which only he survives (he was reading in a bank's vault, which protected him from the blast), he is delighted to find the library still intact, and all those pesky people blown to smithereens. He starts making piles of books to read, and, in the requisite ironic twist, he breaks his glasses. My question to Rod Serling? Wouldn't the ensuing radioactive fallout kill him anyway? Why does it matter that his glasses were broken? Suspension of disbelief, unsuspended.
G'night, folks.
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That's from a Robert Burns poem, isn't it? Also the title of a John Steinbeck book, at least the "Of Mice and Men" part.
I'd relish some time too sleep right now. Or to read. But not by getting sick. Just rushing off to work as it's Monday morning here.
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Enjoy your nap and good luck with the doctor. BTW...that was an excellent episode of The Twilight Zone.
Those ironic twists used to drive me up the wall! My problem is once they are in my cranium I can't stop thinking about them.
Hope the nap went well and you're soon feeling wonderfully non-allergyfied (I took some liberties with that word but I live in the Southern United States so it is to be expected).
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That's one of my favorite Twilight Zone episodes. And as far as the logic goes, remember the theme song from Mystery Science Theater? "Repeat to yourself it's just a show, I should really just relax..." LOL
Good luck with the meds. I can relate!
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Maybe Rod was just trying to say, "Be careful what you wish for..."
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And still no peanut butter cup? Michele says hi.
I remember that episode vividly. It really makes an impression, that's for sure. Don't wait, it screams at you. :)
~S
When I first saw that episode, I was that character. My mother, my father, my siblings, the neighbor kids all plotted against my reading. I had to hide to read. When his glasses broke I cried. Then I realized that he had the whole world to himself. He will find new glasses! Hundreds of pairs of them. And he can read to his heart's content.
I loved that episode, my father got me up at 11:30pm to see a rerun of it because he'd told me about it years before, since I reminded him of the character!
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