[0030] time flies on fickle wings

Eyes hurt, cold cold cold, have reached that particular point of exhaustion where I feel like a walking corpse, just shuffling through the day until consciousness can blessedly leave me for a hot minute. At least the weekend and the rest of my period seemed to go by in one big BLOOP?

New hand sanitizer has a light smack of sparkle to it, but also smells straight-up like really strong whiskey. I'm getting used to it, though? My hands are very dry and people keep stealing my pens, but also I put some old Pokemon games on my phone, so I can escape into the poisonous pleasures of pure nostalgia whenever nobody's looking, so that's nice.

( Album #30/1001: Tangerine Dream - Phaedra )

I don't know what peri peri chicken is, but there's a new place in town that makes it and has no delivery fees for the time being so I kinda can't get enough??