Nov 24, 2008 00:41
So, after nearly a decade of slobbering fangirlishness, I thought I had done everything self-destructive one to do while in the throws of squeely-ness. I was wrong.
I actually, for the first time, blew out a contact. I ran in terror and hid somewhere up in my eye until I coaxed it out and re-applied it.
contacts,
velvet goldmine,
star wars
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