Tuesday, May 12, 2009

In which everything is ruined

I AM NEVER TAKING BENADRYL AGAIN. It's eleven AM, I'm meant to be doing a highly critical reading of pre-Raphaelite death culture and instead I CAN BARELY SPELL. I SPELLED "SPELL" "SEPPL" TWICE.

I suppose I could see being accidentally high on antihistamines as a way of accessing more creative pathways of my mind.

ETA: scratch that, this is going pretty well.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

åååneeei. håper balanse har innstilt seg med lite kløe og mye cognisjon. lykke til mamma