Actually, it's the PM part that's the best. My big CVS bottle of little pink fake-Benadryl pills is the closest thing I have to a "Valley of the Dolls" moment... but damn, if they don't work. Hard. More often than they ought. As in last night. And the night before.
David | Homepage | 07.24.08 - 8:48 am | #

Hey Marisa, I don't know you, but I stumbled on your site from a friend's site (tracyvs, to be exact), and, as I am seriously sleep-disabled, I felt the need to comment. (I was going to say "long time listener, first time caller," but that seemed about as lame as this ridiculous intro already is. Sorry, it's 2 am in India right now, and if you knew me that would make sense... maybe.) So, to chime in, Tylenol PM makes me feel like I knocked back a few too many vodka tonics with a hand grenade chaser the next morning. Advil PM does not. That's it from me.
Christine | 07.25.08 - 3:11 pm | #