Bena-Drill Me

I have hives. They're red, they're itchy, and there may not be enough Gold Bond powder to calm them. Thank Goodness my friend is basically a doctor. (Physicians Assistant, but who cares, she drives a brand new 4 door Jeep Wrangler)

I am sitting on my couch, taking a little time out of my day to try to determine their possible cause. Here's what I came up with.

1. Extreme stress.

2. Intense sadness.

3. Lack of Starbucks drive thrus in my area.

4. Writing cover letters.

5. The bitch I work with emailing me to ask if I could make her out a Fed Ex envelope.

6. Pretty much a diet of red wine, beer, popcorn and swiss cheese of some sort.

7. Anxiety about The League finally starting.

8. Excitement for Adam's sisters wedding.

9. Hopelessness over not being able to find cute boots for fall/winter except at J Crew.

10. Not being able to afford shoes from J Crew. Those prices are fucking ridiculous.

11. The realization that the woodchucks are going to ground soon for months.

12. Foot cramps.

13. Lack of babies.

14. I'm allergic to Winnie.

15. My flesh is eating itself to teach me yet another lesson in overcoming adversity?

Or AIDS.