Pseudoephedrine High

[itsallovernow]

The persistant headache I've had for a week seems to have met it's match in the Sudafed. The downside, or I suppose upside, is that I'm now high as a kite at work.

And words look very, very strange to me right now.

There should really be more to this post, but I keep spelling things wrong, so I'm just gonna sit back a little and watch.

ETA: Somehwere in the background,the sales reps (who already behave like a first year cultural anthro case study waiting to happen) are talking about someone's yam. I have the irresistable urge to tell them that they can't get status through their yams, but they would very much not get it. Why is life always more surreal when your senses are already fucked up?

I need some good fic. Preferably mind altered fic. There should be more of it. Maybe.

Comments

[life-on-queen.livejournal.com]

"You can't get status through your yam"

Dude, that's priceless. I am typing PFH, 2005, and after that I need to send off a couple of job aps or I'd help you out. Sorry, dude.

[thassalia.livejournal.com]

Well, you know, if they were someone else, they could get yam influenced status. They could build a hut of yams and be top of the heap. But not in this office.

No worries, the sudafed is entertaining me.

[raithen.livejournal.com]

see, me, I have pseudoephidrine hallucinations when I take sudafed! Who needs the illegal stuff -- OTC does GREAT things ;).

{{feel better}}

{{enjoy the ride!}} ;).

All sales reps, btw, are a first year cultural anth case study waiting to happen, in my experience. There is somehting about the job that encourages grown men to behave like frat boys....

[thassalia.livejournal.com]

God it's so true. But occasionally, they're frat boys with candy.