I have to be at work at 9 in the morning... WHY am I still toiling in front of the computer? When I got home at 11 I was ready for bed... put a paintbrush in my hands for 15 minutes, just to top the day off and I'm wide away for the night.... Sheesh! Must sleep. Maybe that's what Zombieworld is about. A bunch of people, off-planet, who foolishly get caught in the throws of creativity and then are near comatose the next day.
A FABULOUS little bit from a flickr colleague:
I decide I want to be an outtie. Outties are cool.