recycled sanding paper
Over the weekend, the hay fever season started for me. Unusually late, the symptoms did not gradually increase from »bothersome« to »almost swollen shut face«, the whole thing went to »needs to lie down with a damp cloth in a darkened room« in around half an hour. It also felt, like i blew a hole through my septum, which most probably was a side effect of the tissues my parents use—probably made from recycled sanding paper.
Due to forecasts saying, this season will pack a punch, i was prescribed a stronger spray than usual, to use beside the medication i'm already using. The old spray already knocked me off balance, that new one looks to be a step up.
At least i was able to do a few things yesterday, cleaned the bathrooms and continued playing Batman: Arkham Asylum; even today it's still my favourite game from the series—except for the brawling system, that worked better in the subsequent ones—, because it's free from any mythological baggage.