Breathless

I can't wait for Wednesdays anymore! When I walk into the darkroom and smell all those chemicals and I just... can't contain myself. You know those shirts that say "I'm really excited to be here"? I feel like the guys who wear them-- wide-eyed and anxious and completely unaware of themselves while they try and scoop on girls drinking Mangotinis. That's me Wednesday nights. I like myself there in the musky red lights.