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[d_aulnoy]

Tylenol Cold is a magical substance.  Magical, as in cursed.  It manages to simultaneously do jack-all about stopping coughing, sneezing, sniffling, or helping me to sleep, while simultaneously allowing a half-dose to last long enough to make me feel like I've been doped with horse-tranquelizers when I go to teach in the morning.  Tylenol Cold, I salute you.  With a single finger, I salute you.  

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[chrissie-m.livejournal.com]

Oh, I feel your pain. Do I *ever*. I have to be feeling absolutely miserable to take the stuff, because it makes me all disconnected from the world and too groggy to move, but when I do break down and take some, I still feel like my head has been stuffed with soggy cotton wool.

I actually ran out of steam at the end of my 8am class, just ran down like a clockwork toy with fifteen minutes of lecture to go. I babbled mindlessly for about a minute, then announced that I'd completely lost it and would continue at the beginning of next class. Professional and together, that's me.

[d-aulnoy.livejournal.com]

You did better then me. I think I babbled mindlessly for the entire hour plus ....

[schrodingersgnu.livejournal.com]

Did you try vodka? I thought we concluded that vodka was the magical cure-all?

[d-aulnoy.livejournal.com]

Yeah, for a *migraine*, at a *party*. While I've seen a few professors consult their esteemed associates "Dr." Jack Daniels and "Professor" Jim Beam during class time (no joke, actually), I kinda think I need to get tenure before I can claim to be benefitting from the advice of Comrade Stolichnaya while I'm teaching ....

[schrodingersgnu.livejournal.com]

Well, I figured it would be to treat the cold, period...

But to include our Absolut Friend in the curriculum, you need to change topics... Pick some good hard-drinking writer and claim you can only understand him properly when drunk. It's worth a try.

[honeychurch.livejournal.com]

is it still that pale brown color? (assuming you're taking the liquid). If so, when I was 13 I determined that it was not cold medicine, but really bad brown liquor made up in somebody's still. The hope is that you'll fall too deeply unconscious to notice that you still have all your symptoms.

[d-aulnoy.livejournal.com]

Now it's a little blue pill. Like anti-Viagra.

And, you know, I could deal with it if it actually *made* me unconscious? Instead, I got no sleep, *and* felt like the dog's dinner. Argh.

[ebess.livejournal.com]

Ooo.... good to know. My hand hovered dangerously over the box last time I went to get cold medicine, then I eschewed it for the no-name sinus stuff that Leland always gets.

I stayed home from work today, trying to sleep it off.