If I die of allergies, does it count as negligent homicide?

Tomorrow, I start my new job. Luckily, for now anyway, my biggest concern about the whole thing is "what am I going to wear?" I'm also pretty pre-occupied by finding some new shoes to wear at this new job, because I will be on my feet a lot, and thus won't be able to wear heels. I think that after work tomorrow I will do a little shopping.

I'm pretty sure Sexy Boyfriend is trying to kill me. I told him to make the plans for what we will do today on my last day of pseudo-unemployed vacation, and this is what he decided: We will take a nice walk along the canal (outside) and stop for a drink or dessert at a cafe on the canal (outside), then we will go to the market (outside) to pick up something for dinner. I couldn't think of anything better to do, so I wasn't able to rebut this suggestion. I give myself about 1/2 an hour before my allergies are raging out of control. Should be a lovely afternoon. Then, he mentions that we should go visit his friends who just had a baby (!!!). I made a face that said "I'm scared", and he quickly said "They have a doggie...." Maybe they won't be home and we won't get to visit them. I would feel better if we went when that baby no longer has that bobbly baby head.

I will let you know how the day ends up.