Is this what a data hangover feels like?

(Or, How I Took My Curiosity Into The Field And Discovered It Has Hayfever)

Yep.
That's right.
After a ravenous couple of weeks learning everything I can about henna, mehndi, and a few things middle-eastern, I bought three ounces of henna powder and set to mixing, determined to try my hand on my own skin.

Turns out the stuff makes me sneeze.
In raw powder form, at least.
Once it's in the paste it may well be alright (provided I don't get uppity and add essentials that make me itch, trying to make the stain darker), however, testing this hypothesis will require me to come back into contact with the Green Powderfluff of Doom.

The good news is, the reaction didn't extend to irritated skin...this time...and I have an antihistamine coming at 1400.
Because yes, this shit was stout enough to kick Claratin's ass, *right* after dosage.

~sigh~
Damn.
Just damn.