On the New World Order

americanstd has decided that the time for monarchy, oligarchy, and anarchy is over. It is time to let the political stage be ceded to menarche--the rule of pre-pubescent girls.

Cause face it, the only way to defeat the terrorists is to give them all ponies.

Benedryl Brain

As reported yesterday, I had hell-allergies all day. To combat this, I took a lot of Benedryl and I think I may have OD'd a bit. No, I'm serious.

In "Small Gods" Terry Pratchett wrote about the god of hangovers. Bacchus is god of wine and drunkeness, but the god of hangovers is the one who suffers the consequences, even though he doesn't drink. This morning I'm his handmaid; even though my alcohol consumption this weekend consisted of a Bacardi Ice, which couldn't get a fly high, all those antihistamines have turned me into a stick of jerky. I can feel my dried-up brain rattling like a walnut inside my skull. I have cotton mouth. It's not fair.

Finally, I have Benedryl Brain. I'm feeling sluggish and mildly confused. Unlike a lot of people, Benedryl doesn't necessarily make me sleepy, but if it doesn't it does mess with my head. It sucks because it's the only antihistamine that works for me.

Fortunately I don't *have* to be anywhere till four, though I really want to go to the gym before I fetch Steve from work. So I'll sit here and allegedly work on this piece of fanfic.

Starting a movement

I urge everybody who thinks it's funny to put "menarchist" on their interests list. I'll lead the charge.

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A new page and a half has been added to "Another Man's Son". Off to the gym now. I have jury duty tomorrow, so the day will probably be dominated by DVDs and reading.

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This is weird. Three of us have now put "menarchist" in our interests list and it's still black in my list.

It's a conspiracy!

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A menarchist community will soon follow. I'm putting my 8 year old niece forward as presidential candidate. She likes tea parties, Barbie, and pretty dresses, but she's strong on defense in that she beats up boys and loves Gundams and wants her dear old auntie to be the country's first Gundam pilot. As far as economics goes, she's not into ponies--yet.