Uuuuh. The lack of sleep combined with six hours of inhaling developer, fix and stop has made deano beano quite queasy. I can’t for the life of me get the smell off my hands. And I keep getting a whiff of it every few minutes. I think it’s time to pass out. I’m writing this in case I never wake up. Or I wake up and someone has erased my life, like in that one show with the guy… who… was erased… because of some photo… of some dead people…in a jungle…and he was forced to run…and hide…because…his life…was erased…
Current mood: drained
Currently watching: Nowhere Man: The Complete Series