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Apparently, I am not allowed to subject minors to The Rockstar Trap(TM), nor am I allowed to keep them in cages, even if they have purple hair.
That said, I am preparing to become enamored of this band as soon as they get some production values.
Please note that no one at work thinks I'm actually a pedophile - just that I become easily obsessed. HOWEVER, NOT WITH MINORS (except Daniel Radcliffe).
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I want to go home. No, I REALLY want to go home. I REALLY want to go back to the place where everything has an "away" and where I'm not spread out over three rooms and two floors to sew and where I know what the food is and what it is for, and where I have not introduced nearly two pounds of madeleines into the wild.
For reference, I think I ate 1 and three quarters pounds of the madeleines.
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I DO NOT WANT to go to my cousin's wedding this weekend - unless I go with a fire axe and smack it into her fucking whiny head.
The bad part? It's MY FAULT we're going to the wedding! I was the one saying that no one should celebrate their wedding alone!
Unfortunately, altruism dies a horrible death when confronted with my cousin. With any luck, she'll never speak to me again (oh the horror of the fact that I pointed out that if she didn't care what kind of dress she had, THE DRESS WOULD BE FOUND! And etc on all the other "horrible" things I said! I'm such a terrible person! Let me slit my wrists!) and that would be sad.
Really.
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Have I mentioned that I REALLY REALLY WANT TO GO HOME?
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I want to read dress diaries - but actually, what I want to read is MY dress diary. Which must mean that I need to WRITE IT (it's for a steampunk explorer/dandy type that I must ZOMG find a character reference for because this is The New Halloween Costume, and god forbid I just tell people 'It's a steampunk explorer' because they will all stare at me and I will suddenly have Gerard Way's "Ew at your face" face on my OWN face.) but that means that I need to FINISH SOMETHING.
So far what I've finished is finding four yards of hand-woven machine-washable silk for under fifty bucks. I suspect I just supported a totalitarian regime.
And I've finished a jabot. It's rather cute. And material acquisition for other parts of the project. And pattern acquisition.
What I lack is a CONCEPT. Or at least one that is not merely two words that no one will get at all - I need one that is a recognisable name-and-source that people will go "Oh, I don't know that," to and walk away.
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I really am not a fan of the fourth of July.
That said, I am preparing to become enamored of this band as soon as they get some production values.
Please note that no one at work thinks I'm actually a pedophile - just that I become easily obsessed. HOWEVER, NOT WITH MINORS (except Daniel Radcliffe).
*****
I want to go home. No, I REALLY want to go home. I REALLY want to go back to the place where everything has an "away" and where I'm not spread out over three rooms and two floors to sew and where I know what the food is and what it is for, and where I have not introduced nearly two pounds of madeleines into the wild.
For reference, I think I ate 1 and three quarters pounds of the madeleines.
*****
I DO NOT WANT to go to my cousin's wedding this weekend - unless I go with a fire axe and smack it into her fucking whiny head.
The bad part? It's MY FAULT we're going to the wedding! I was the one saying that no one should celebrate their wedding alone!
Unfortunately, altruism dies a horrible death when confronted with my cousin. With any luck, she'll never speak to me again (oh the horror of the fact that I pointed out that if she didn't care what kind of dress she had, THE DRESS WOULD BE FOUND! And etc on all the other "horrible" things I said! I'm such a terrible person! Let me slit my wrists!) and that would be sad.
Really.
*****
Have I mentioned that I REALLY REALLY WANT TO GO HOME?
*****
I want to read dress diaries - but actually, what I want to read is MY dress diary. Which must mean that I need to WRITE IT (it's for a steampunk explorer/dandy type that I must ZOMG find a character reference for because this is The New Halloween Costume, and god forbid I just tell people 'It's a steampunk explorer' because they will all stare at me and I will suddenly have Gerard Way's "Ew at your face" face on my OWN face.) but that means that I need to FINISH SOMETHING.
So far what I've finished is finding four yards of hand-woven machine-washable silk for under fifty bucks. I suspect I just supported a totalitarian regime.
And I've finished a jabot. It's rather cute. And material acquisition for other parts of the project. And pattern acquisition.
What I lack is a CONCEPT. Or at least one that is not merely two words that no one will get at all - I need one that is a recognisable name-and-source that people will go "Oh, I don't know that," to and walk away.
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I really am not a fan of the fourth of July.
