Question: "Shouldn't you be updating that other NOC blog that you said you would update but haven't touched all summer long?"
Answer: "I'm ticked off right now and I don't feel like it. Shut your bazoo."
I've been working on sewing a dress all summer. I sewed this exact dress (with a few minor changes) TWICE at Christmas time, so you'd think it really wouldn't be that hard, but for some reason I just cannot seem to figure it out and it's getting really annoying. First it took me three tries to get the zipper in, then I sewed the interfacing on totally wack and it looks awful- I don't even know how to fix the closure of it. And tonight, when I was ironing the hem on the sleeve, thinking optimistically that maybe I could finish it and wear it to church tomorrow, I completely incinerated it. I'm sure I had enough leftover fabric for another tiny little sleeve, but I don't know where I put it, which probably means I threw it away. So I'm stuck. And I'm annoyed, because my little project for tonight is at a standstill. Much like my life.
It's time to get back to Logan, I can feel it. The fact that I still have to miss two more improv shows is killing me. I need to get back, move in, get back on track, do school work. Don't get me wrong, in two weeks I'll be whining that I don't want to leave but right now I'm anxious.
Some people want to know what drama is in my life, and to them my answer is, disappointingly, none. Seriously, nothing's going anywhere, I'm just here, and that kinda sucks. Other people apparently don't care to know, which kind of hurts.
I wish I could move on, but MAN! I'm so annoyed that I burned that sleeve!
