that's right, i did shit today


shirt, sewn.

(if annie reads this - apologies that i didn't send a pic of the fabric sooner.)

i haven't fully finished the neck or arms as of yet - they're supposed to be completed with binding tape. i'm wondering - tape made with the same material, or a solid color? red would be the obvious choice, but maybe a green or blue would make it pop? anthro-style? i'll have to bring a swatch in to jo-ann's sometime this week. should one pre-wash binding tape? will that stuff totally bleed? won't it get all knotted up in the washing machine on its own? internet research, here i come.

here's a close-up of the fabric, the unfinished neckline and my clavicle. the fabric is a super light cotton, probably was supposed to be for quilting, and is so cute i want to scream.

the pattern was pretty damn easy, though overall the shirt is a teeny bit big, especially at the bottom. stupidly, i sewed the hem before i even tried it on (BAD KIM, BAD!), so now i'm irritable that if i wanted to put in a side seam zipper, i'm a little screwed.

i'm REALLY good at doing things that require me to do more work. over and over again. possibly i'll just leave it and this will have to be a tuck-in shirt. it looks business casual and is great for the summer! (you know, now that it's practically september. that's ok, good thing i live in florida.)

i'd also like to take this moment to mention that my sewing table is totally clean.

can't say the same thing for the rest of the craft room.


tipsy thoughts at 10:15 pm

1. i am getting old.

2. i need a private blog.

3. wine is yummy.

4. new job is... coloured by my uterus. must take vitals again in a week.

5. i need more wine.

6. i miss being a librarian.

7. i apparently have very little patience.

8. i need to be like steve jobs and look death in the face and just fucking start carrying my camera with me all the time without worrying that i'm looking like a typical asian with a camera.

9. i need to eat more duck.

10. i need to sew more, but not when tipsy.

11. my cats are freaking adorable and fuzzles.

12. i can, in fact, survive climbing 26 flights of stairs.

13. i need to get business cards already - thoughts? bueller?

14. i need less frumpy clothing.


frontal bags

well, i just finished making some mini-bloomers from a free pattern.

1) they're crazy low (WTF).
2) i have saddlebags on my pelvis. i'll call them my frontal bags.

maybe they're cute, but i have no idea at present, as i need to get used to them. i was hoping to wear them as summer pajamas.


also, i hatehatehate elastic casings.


been a while

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yea, that kitten is totally freaking adorable. it's difficult not to gush all over him, but it's just because he's such a cuddler. as soon as you start petting him, he'll just fall over and give you his belly for smooshysmooshypets.

well, anyways, i've been busy.

and weirdly exhausted.

not sure if it's the monday nights that were making me totally wonk for 3 days after, or what, but it seems that simply working 1 night a week from 12:15 to 9:15 would incapacitate me completely. it wouldn't be until thursday that i'd start to feel normal. and today? thursday? totally not feeling normal.

it probably would have evened out, eventually.

i mean, i passed out, literally, while anthony was talking to me last night. it was maybe 6:00 or so and he was talking about something or other and i could feel my eyes getting heavy ('uh huh... yea... really? *attempting to stay awake*) and i foughtfoughtfought it, but i lost.

i fought the sleep and the sleep won. it was like i blacked out.

and today, driving down the road, in the sunshine, thank goodness, since it's finally stopped raining for some delicious heat and bright, bright sun, my eyes kept wanting to close and i had to stop off at a starbucks for an iced coffee to keep my mouth busy (which usually keeps me awake). if i sip slowly at something, i can maintain consciousness. the caffeine didn't hurt, either.

the good news?

no more monday nights! no more weekend work!

because, well, i got a new job.

i'm still a little forlorn/broken up/excited about it, but basically i'll no longer be a librarian. still working for the county, in a new department - fiscal & support services. and it's a pay raise. finally! my title will be "programmer/analyst". programalyst. better than analrapist?


... holy crap, it's 2:40 and i realize i haven't eaten yet.

... WTF.