The air in the theatre has officially been deemed 'Dry As All Hell'. I was standing in there, basecoating one of the windows for Footloose white, when Tyne just stops and stares at me. "What? Am I growing tenticles or something?" "No, but you're bleeding." "...bleeding? From where?" I check my dry, dry lips, but they haven't cracked. "Your nose, actually." "Oh. Shit." And I promptly left to go to the bathroom as to not get any blood on the nice white paint were were painting. It stopped quickly, but still. It's unusual that I just get a bleeding nose randomly like that. Usually there's a season, and it's not quite the season yet (though I think it's starting soon). Oh well. Stupid air. . Rosie.
Before&After
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