I had forgotten how good the last Red Hot Chili Peppers album is. “Dosed” is still a fave… “I got dosed by you and closer than most to you and what am I supposed to do? Take it away I never had it anyway. Take it away and everything will be okay. In you a star is born and tou cut a perfect form and someone forever warm…”
“Bless you.” That’s what people say when you sneeze. I remember hearing through the years that you could actually kill yourself by blocking a sneeze. I’ve never tried pinching my nostrils shut to deny a sneeze its freedom and I’m not sure I want to. That pressure builds up and it has to be released some way but I value the strategic placement of my eyeballs too much to try out that experiment. So, I’m still not sure if there’s any truth in that. Is it possible to get something like an aneurysm from blocking something that flies through your nose at over 100 mph? In my experience, blocking things travelling at high speed is not a good habit to get into.
Well if it is true that you can die from sneezing, then I could have died many times today. I sneezed in the vicinity of 50 times after leaving the house. It’s the pollen, you see (or more accurately, the pollen you don’t see). I read in the newspaper that the pollen count is at its highest this year and has been on the increase each year so every new year will bring with it new sufferers. Nowadays every 5th person suffers from it. I realised for the first time what hay fever was like in the summer of 2 years ago and it seems that after skipping an annum it’s struck once again. It’s no way near as bad as the last time where I was barely able to keep my red eyes open. This year it’s just the sniffles and a lot of sneezing, but no drowsiness or tears. I’ve been helping mum out in the garden and clearing the garage so I’m getting a lot of pollen-time (which equates to sneeze-time) and sun-time (which equates to sun-tan). We’ve been loading our cars with stuff from the garage to take to the depot/recycling centre and I found out that driving with hay fever is not fun. It just makes me want to drive faster so I can get home quicker and immerse my face in cold water. This makes mum wish I didn’t get hay fever.
It also seems to be getting hotter by the day. I read in the newspaper yesterday that it’s actually hotter here than in Spain; a fact that is going to make L rejoice when she leaves for Barcelona tomorrow. Still, it’s too hot to leave my window closed and I’d rather have hay fever in a cool room over baking in a hot room without hay fever. Hay fever is just not nice at all but I don’t want to start taking medication for it. I think I’ll be over it soon. Usually if I leave things as they are, I’ll eventually get used to it. I wish this part wouldn’t take so long.
Yesterday evening was the first time my brother has spent a night away from home (away from the parental units), on his Biology field trip. Whenever him and I are out late or away from home she gets really worried and always asks that we phone home to let her know we arrived in one piece. She needs that peace of mind and whenever I’m out late and haven’t called home (but had said I will be back late) she always sleeps on the couch in the living room till we return. It must be worse when we’re away and don’t call. She probably doesn’t get to sleep that night. It’s good to know she cares, but she does worry too much sometimes.
Went for a Carribean/West Indian dinner with dad yesterday evening. Food was good and it was the first time I tried conch meat and a beverage made from the bark of a Mauby tree. I also found out that there were posters of support for Gos, who is currently still in the Big Brother house, plastered all over the restaurant because he works there! I had no idea and even my dad knew about it! Now do you see how much I am out of touch with TV? When my dad is more clued up than me on current TV trivia, it’s a big sign that I need to devote more time to the magical glowing box.
