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I have little memory of the last two hours or so: my roommate banged on my door and complained of the scent of turpentine. Turns out I was painting and decided, stupidly, to return to solvent-based painting for fear of cracking.
Time to find studio space. Grrrrr
gotta love the fumes
I bloody don't. My roommates have been giggling at me all afternoon.
I'm like, "what? What DID I SAY OR DO"
and they're like "NOTHING"
Asperger's and Paranoia. JUST FUCKING GREAT,
you could try ventilation
Yes, that had crossed my mind. But apparently the window open and a fan going wasn't enough.
no, that doesn't work
Shit dude, that sucks, how are you feeling today BP?
My head's pounding like a motherfucker. Either it's the turps or the two Long Island Iced Teas and the Vodka and Tonic. Probably both.
Prolly both... you got any ibuprofen?
ginger tea
I love love love ginger tea.
I get a slight buzz off it.
Remember Its not paranoia if everyone is really out to get you.:1orglaugh
Thats a good one Dusk!
How about "It is as bad as you think and they are out to get you"?
I'd give it a second place to the first place'd one.
Good timing
I thought so
O.o Complaining about the smell of turpentine? What.... interesting roommates.
My roommate is allergic to water, almost.
O.O Oh geeze.
they must be a witch! burn them alive at the stake!:1orglaughQuote:
Originally Posted by Bikerpunk
joking of course.
only if they weigh less than a duck.
it's science.
AND made of wood...
Your gonna need a death note. The most powerful damn drink I've ever seen