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29 Nov 2003 05:42 pmUPPERCOLLAR INTERFACING BASTING FACING SLIT PLEAT LINING NEEDLE FACING PIN EASE PAIN AAAARRRRGGHHHHH
Now that that's out of my system...
I really think that my default state of being has become sitting in front of the sewing machine. My mum and I worked for four hours straight today, and she's leaving for Brisbane tomorrow and won't be back til Wednesday and we still have the sleeves and lining and hems to do PANIC PANIC PANIC.
Note me deteriorating into caps again *sighs* Have discovered how bloody difficult it is going to be to do the sword designs on the arms, when the material we have FRAYS all the time. Mother has sent me away to make paper patterns for them. Also have to sew some material over the back of my singlet top, since it currently says "CIAO-CIAO - Roma, Italia" in large white letters and I've just realised that it will be horribly visible when I take my coat off for the skit. Which means I could have done the white design on the front and not had a weird neckline. Grr. Okay. No more sewing babble.
Mother has also offered to pay for me to have my bikini line waxed >.< in case my short short short skirt decides to ride up. I'm not sure whether this is her being nice or her wishing to see me in extreme pain. Am still debating whether to accept or not. Probably will, for the hell of it. And then never do it again. Ha.
Read another Weiss fic (I won't even have to watch the series, at this rate) which read scarily like it was a Good Omens crossover. Well it WASN'T, obviously, but it was about an angel and a demon (but yes, it was still Weiss. um. don't ask?) and the demon kept saying "angel" and I kept thinking ARG AZIRAPHALE and it was very confusing, especially at 11pm.
Oh yes, schule friendsen: 'twould be nice if you could start RSVPing soon, yes? My list has four lonely little ticks on it. And two of them are my mother and myself.
Now that that's out of my system...
I really think that my default state of being has become sitting in front of the sewing machine. My mum and I worked for four hours straight today, and she's leaving for Brisbane tomorrow and won't be back til Wednesday and we still have the sleeves and lining and hems to do PANIC PANIC PANIC.
Note me deteriorating into caps again *sighs* Have discovered how bloody difficult it is going to be to do the sword designs on the arms, when the material we have FRAYS all the time. Mother has sent me away to make paper patterns for them. Also have to sew some material over the back of my singlet top, since it currently says "CIAO-CIAO - Roma, Italia" in large white letters and I've just realised that it will be horribly visible when I take my coat off for the skit. Which means I could have done the white design on the front and not had a weird neckline. Grr. Okay. No more sewing babble.
Mother has also offered to pay for me to have my bikini line waxed >.< in case my short short short skirt decides to ride up. I'm not sure whether this is her being nice or her wishing to see me in extreme pain. Am still debating whether to accept or not. Probably will, for the hell of it. And then never do it again. Ha.
Read another Weiss fic (I won't even have to watch the series, at this rate) which read scarily like it was a Good Omens crossover. Well it WASN'T, obviously, but it was about an angel and a demon (but yes, it was still Weiss. um. don't ask?) and the demon kept saying "angel" and I kept thinking ARG AZIRAPHALE and it was very confusing, especially at 11pm.
Oh yes, schule friendsen: 'twould be nice if you could start RSVPing soon, yes? My list has four lonely little ticks on it. And two of them are my mother and myself.
