playing with fire

that title's not a metaphor or anything. well i guess it could be, and apply to several different parts of my life, but i really don't mean it like that.
i mean, we literally spent a while playing with fire today. more specifically, melted wax over a candle flame.

and yes i know i just posted but that was a weight update and then i downloaded the pictures i took onto my computer and saw them and decided to share with you my pyromaniac ways.

sometimes when i'm bored and home alone i just melt a whole candle for fun. for the lulz.
but this was so much better!

for earth hour (which was horribly under-publicized this year) today - erm, by that i do mean technically yesterday now, folks - we shut off all the lights at my friend's house (i say we because i was, indeed, having a social life! though i did not wake up at the time i intended. i expected this. it's nice to dream though.) and then lit a couple candles.
and then melted said candles.
and dipped our fingers in the wax
and took photos with fancy cameras. they were abundant on this occasion. 4 or 5 of the people in attendance were photography-hobbyist-type people. 1 other was a film-type person.

kids, don't try this at home.

yes, that is my finger, coated in wax which i am then allowing the flame to melt. it's just not particularly in-focus, but hey, i a) like how it turned out anyway and b) had my finger covered in wax. pardon my lack of one-handed camera skills.

it was wicked cool.

sooooooo many pictures taken.

i still have not gotten up to fort tryon park.
i know, it's gross how much i fail. i fail like it's my job. i fail like i get paid to fail. i don't. i should.
i have plans tomorrow afternoon. i am sleepy now. i may sleep at a relatively early hour tonight...!




i'm also visiting JB in 2 weeks at her collegeeeeeeeeee i'm so excited.
(you may have noticed this is my second reference to JB. i shall add her to my character list, to be viewed at the hyperlink i made there. :) )
maybe this time she won't get wasted and vomit on my leather jacket.
(note: she is usually the 'sober friend' and it was very uncharacteristic of her. very funny story, actually.)
(another note: since having my jacket cleaned, i count "having a vomit-free jacket" as one of life's many very undervalued treasures.)
and then 5 days later it's MY BIRTHDAY YAAAAAAAAAAY and i will probably go to another friend at another college's spring fling. livin' the life. ........