Me too! Me too!

[blodeuedd]

Hisashiburi desu ne...

Christmas is looming large in my mind. I have much to do, and sitting at home willing this queasy-might-be-succumbing-to-something-nasty feeling in my stomach to go away isn't getting anything done, unfortunately. Still, I suppose I have an excuse for the wedding dress, seeing as the fabric has not yet arrived. >_< But never let it be said that I don't thrive on last-minute pressure! If I'd been more organized, I would have started a knitting project or two as gifts, but I doubt that'll happen. I make a pair of mittens every two years, on average, so every time I start a new one, it's almost like learning all over again; it takes one mitten to get back into the rythm of things, the second one is a piece of cake, and then I do nothing for two years.

Looking forward to Japan is partly because I apparently have this deep-seated belief that once there, I'll have oodles and oodles of free time. I'm not quite sure why I think that, other than the fact that I won't have dance classes three nights a week, because I'll be looking for a job and I plan to find dance classes of some sort, or maybe traditional craft classes or something along those lines, so I doubt I'll be any less busy than I am now. Still, Tokyo must be this oasis where time trickles by, where I'll be able to work my way through my fabric stash. A stash whose moving will, fortunately, be payed for my the government.

I'd been thinking it would be a good thing to photograph all my sewing projects and either start a webpage or maybe another lj, but wouldn't you know it, G's digital camera seems to have died on us. WITH PICTURES IN IT! We don't know what's wrong with it, we tried recharging the batteries, brand-new batteries, we can't even turn it on anymore. A sign that it's time to get a new one, perhaps?

After much dorama, our Japanese class now consists of myself and another, 2 down from the original 4. Oy. I hope I never have to be in such a situation again, expecially one I was in no way responsible for but forced to sit through. I've been accused of being insensitive in the past, but I'd contend that an over-sensitive person is harder to live with. Constantly wondering "Will this offend? Will this be taken the wrong way? Should I say this?" tired me right out. It's all over now, thankfully, so let's move along.

Dear Santa... Dear Santa, This year I've been busy! Last Sunday I ruled Duluth, Minnesota as a kind and benevolent dictator (700 points). Last week awnyer and I donated clothes to the needy (11 points). Last Friday on a flight to Colorado Springs, I stole the emergency flight information card (-40 points). In April I had a shoot-out with rival gang lords on the 5 near LA (-76 points). In August I got in line at the supermarket at the same time as someone else and I didn't yield (-8 points). Overall, I've been nice (587 points). For Christmas I deserve a Lego set! Sincerely, blodeuedd

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[awnyer.livejournal.com]

When I started sewing I documented each piece by creating a form to fill out, sketching the piece into the "sketch" part of the sheet, then snipping a rectangle's worth of fabric(s) and stapling it onto the sheet. At the time I thought it was kinda silly, but when I moved recently I stumbled on it and had a good chunk of time dedicated to reminiscing about those things. At the time I had no access to a digi-cam so if I were to ever document again (probably will), that'd be super awesome to do. =)

[blodeuedd.livejournal.com]

I should do that too, make a computer form or something. I thought about clipping a swatch from each piece of fabric I have and putting them in a binder/notebook, so that I could easily see what I have, as I usually don't buy fabric with a specific project in mind.