Photography, History and Whatever Else Strikes my Fancy.
Money is good. There is a simple cure for my hungover Monday malaise: pseudoephedrine hydrochloride and acetaminophen. My head no longer feels like a throbbing snot factory and the "non-drowsy" properties of the pseudoephedrine are compensating nicely for the lack of sleep (which was compounded by some moron ringing my door buzzer at 3:30am). Last week I couldn't afford to buy luxury items like pain-killing decongestants. Not being broke is a very good thing.
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