This was me at the doctor's office for round two:
And looking at this picture now I'm like "Why did I buy a curling iron?" and then I remember my hair straightens out over time...actually the longer I go without showering...which always gets me to make a mental note of showering more often, but anyway, I went to the doctor for the second time in five months for allergies and he has prescribed me a nasal spray that looks like it could potentially smell really bad, and a steroid. Because he said my nose was wrecked. Which makes sense, it's been swollen and blown constantly for the past year.
But about writing. Since I haven't seemed to talk about that in a while. And actually have more about my pretty much nonexistent wedding. I've slowed down considerably; I haven't written in forever, I haven't edited in forever, and don't know if I will anytime soon. I'm actually working now, I have a real job that gets me paid real money and it's surprisingly more attractive than doing what I love. But I knew I would need a job and then write on the side so eventually I will get back into it. So fear not, Allenites. More amazingness is on the way. Later.