I ran out of Allegra, so I went with Claritin. Actually, I went with the over-the-counter version of Claritin, loratadine. It works great on my symptoms, better than the Allegra, but it makes me feel a little dopey. I’m dopey enough as it is, thank you very much.

So I made some crack about the StairMaster at the gym. Man, there are some humorless people there. And annoying ones, too, getting in the way of the equipment and being brusque. All the friendly ones must not work out on Friday nights.

I think I may have to start risking the jay-walking fine again. In downtown, you can either violate the traffic laws by waiting for a clear spot and crossing, or you can take your life in your hands by waiting for a “Walk” sign and dodge the cars that try to run you over as they make turns. There’s been a recent crackdown on jaywalking and they’re handing out $97 tickets so I’ve been doing the legal and dangerous crossings lately. But I almost was hit three times on the way to work. It’s not worth it. I think I’m going to cross when it’s safe.