egypturnash: (STOPPEZ LE ZAP!)
Late-night rambling conversation turned morose and self-abusive, with everyone involved racing to blame themselves? Everyone trying to pull out of this loop but failing?

I have the solution for this, my friends.

Glitter.

Grab a container of glitter and shake it all over yourself. Make sure it gets on as much exposed flesh as possible. Then shake it on the other mopey person.

Suddenly, you may be in a space where it is deemed appropriate to roleplay the Spanish Armada invading Greenland and rub up against each other suggestively.

(It probably wouldn't have worked if I'd tried to shake the glitter onto Sammi first. I think making a fool of myself before making one of her was crucial.)
egypturnash: (transition)
There's glitter in my cleavage.

I think that sentence really sums up everything that's changed about me in the past year and a half. I never would have imagined that I'd look in the mirror before going for a walk, and grab a tube of glitter and dump some on my head and down between my boobs. Because it's sunny, and it's a silly thing to do.

I like being this person a hell of a lot more than I liked being a nervous, hidden boy.

glam

Apr. 25th, 2005 03:40 am
egypturnash: (STOPPEZ LE ZAP!)
There is glitter everywhere in the bathroom.

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PPS. Sammi's description of the night and various faces; Ashy's.

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