I'm heading off shortly to get my hair cut, at a place I've never been to (but was highly recommended by machineplay). Yes, I am nervous. It's been probably over 5 years since I've been to a hairdresser... but, dammit all, it's time for a change.
 

My right hand does not like using scissors. I managed to cut out 6 pattern pieces this afternoon. It was a very long, slow, and intense process - involving the use of three different types of scissors, as few pins as humanly possible, and lots of Advil. I managed to not teach Miss Emily any new bad words - only because she has an extensive ( Read more... )

Well, 12 hours from now it will be done ( Read more... )

Well, I still hate typing with one hand, but I'm getting faster. The last of the freezing disappeared about 30 hours after it attacked me. I'm not feeling much pain, due to the Tylenol 3s and Advil. I can even make a decent fist now - yay me! Got some sleep last night, and expect to sleep quite soundly tonight ( Read more... )

Last night, I hit that point where the panic and worry just went away ( Read more... )

Wherein I tell a tale of yesterday's concert experience, via some really awful blank verse.

( Don't say I didn't warn you - it's really bad poetry. )

Yay! I did it ( Read more... )

Procrastination ( Read more... )

Tomorrow, I get up bloody early in the morning.
5:45 in the AM, to be exact.
Gaak - I'm used to going to bed around that time!
But it's okay with me, because I get to learn about towmotors!

I'm a little nervous about it, truth be told.

So, the subject line of this post is an open invitation. I know that. I've been vainly trying to keep my feet on the ground as I am buffeted by, well, chaos. At this point, I really think I'm ready to just jump off the cliff and see where these wings will take me ( Read more... )