Day three of the <anthrax, cold and I found out something important last night. See, I have a small spray bottle of decongestant, you know, like Afrin, that I only use in dire emergencies, because, well, grandma was hooked on the stuff and I don’t need that monkey on my back.

Anyway, I took some last night. And it did just the WORST job of keeping my nose functional. After inspecting the bottle this morning, I realize that when something expires in 1999, you should just toss it out. *sigh*