Mysterium Crucis had a post awhile back on the supreme importance of Benadryl:
"Well, Christmas was a lot more fun this year than last year. None of that bothersome existential despair to throw a wrench in my crass materialism. No need to knock back the maximum allowable dosage of Benadryl to stop from twisting and turning in my sleep, haunted by nightmares of a cold and meaningless universe (Wouldn't that make a great ad? Benadryl: It makes the suicidal nihilism go away!)"

I'm not particularly suicidal or nihilistic lately, but I get no decent sleep without the Benadryl. Instead I spend the night thinking about how behind I am on work assignments. Yuk.