Allergy Season, Hooray!

Allergies are officially bending me over and winning the battle. I can’t wake up without my eyes itching to the point where I’m either crying or looking higher than Robert Downey Jr. (an older reference, but that’s all I can manage right now). I can’t breathe through my nose, which is fine, except now I don’t know when to actually throw that milk out in the fridge. I guess I’ll just wait until campus police show up because someone said they smelled the rotten aroma of a decaying carcass. A friend of mine had some prescription allergy medication that he let me borrow. They seem to do the trick, but he only gave me three pills and I’ve used them all. Fuck allergies.