CAKECAKECAKE

WTF.

I sent text with these images. Bastards.

So, anyways, this is the cake I made for work. Today is our Thanksgiving "party".

Not too shabby - I even made cute little banners for it, on sticks. "Lemon" "Drop" "Cake".

In the pro-cake making world, I think this is bad - I believe it's called cake tunneling? Not sure why it happens. Not sure I care, as long as it's tasty!

Right now it smells like... the plastic carrier. :( Maybe I'll try and prop it open and let it air out.

All on my clothes

Lizzard egg!

Scissors + Beer =

AAAAARRRRRGGHHHH

worst email signature ever.

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back on the bandwagon (for tonight)

tonight, i was trying to sew this skirt. she used an elastic band and is wearing it with a belt. such fashion eludes me. a belt? for a skirt? just for decoration?

*shaky googley eyes*

anyways, i forged onward - hey, i've got a polka dot fabric laying around! it's some kind of synthetic i inherited from my mom's stash and unfortunately, i realize now that i don't have quite enough to make it... fall right. like in the above picture. also, i'm too lazy to wear the right shirt to offset the skirt in the following photos.



right?!

super bleh! it makes me look like a fucking bell. it poofs out just enough to look wrong and not enough to look right. *sigh*


so now i'm thinking something like this. more pencil skirt. but it definitely needs a lining. (*ahem*) the skirt material itself feels like a lining, a slip-kind of material. what kind of lining do you use with that? 2 layers of slippery fabric? or a simple thin white muslin? hot pink cotton sheet?

i'm hoping it'll be easy... ish. not sure how the sides should be shaped.

colette shirt was never finished, it's currently sitting, cat-ironed into a sad bundle to the right of my sewing machine.

november goal.

finish these 2 bits of clothing.

*weeble/wobble*

friday.

 

4:30. 

 

 

 

countdown.

 

 

this was my lunch - it was lovely.  had a crepe from the downtown market, a co-worker bought a sugar crepe to share, we walked to the park, he had a cigar, i took some photos and we mostly basked in the sun.

 

my brain is thick and heavy due to this strange headcold.  nothing too crazy in terms of stuffiness, just general head congestion and thick thoughts and heavy eyelids.  and exhaustion.

 

i anticipate a night of rice and potstickers, maybe some cooked romaine or roasted broccoli.  soy sauce.  garlic.  fresh hot thai peppers from the garden.  rice wine vinegar.  couch.  quilt.  cats.  fringe.  grimm (is that shit on at the same time?  hmmm...).  not too shabby.

 

life moves on.  the job is... way more "corporate-y".  i feel more of a need to look "professional", which i hate.  i miss the library, but everyone is so unhappy there right now.  morale is low and friends are so not happy about decisions being made.  *sigh*

 

this week i cleaned the guest room, which now frees me to clean the atelier.  must get that in order.  you know, again.  the usual.  need to work on and finish photos, update the shop and order business cards.  FOR REALZ.  that item, "order business cards", has been on my to-do list for forever.

 

defer.

 

defer. 

 

deferdeferdeferdeferdefer.

 

feel free to yell at me if i haven't done it by monday.  a sharp slap on the hand ought to do the trick.  and then you should buy me a strawberry ice to dry my tears.