Last night at my parent’s house, my mom took a look at my swollen arm and told me to take some Benadryl. I swallowed two pills and promptly forgot about it. At dinner, we ate Walt’s fish and I had a glass of wine. About 40 minutes later I began to feel groggy. My father was talking to me but it seemed he was talking like the parents in the Peanut’s cartoon specials. Wah Wah Wah Wah.

Instead of sticking around Lisa and I went home. I immediately went into my bedroom and layed down on the couch. It seemed as if I was about ready to just pass out so I moved to my bed and quickly fell asleep. The time was about 7:30. I woke up at 6:00. That’s a lot of sleeping. I had strange dreams that I opened a deli with the mother and father from That 70’s Show. I don’t feel refreshed. My arm isn’t as swollen but it still is itchy and sore. I wish I could sleep some more. Hopefully my coffee will kick in soon.