I keep remembering things I'd forgotten to set out for packing. I'd completely forgotten two full costumes. This bodes well.

Downshot to this is that, yet again, I can't fucking sleep. Will Friday ever get here?

It's 2:30 and I'm still awake, and my mind is racing. Not about anything in particular, but a little of everything at once - costumes, moving, Christmas, employment, etc. Plotting out a post-Christmas schedule of costuming and construction and corsetry and sewing, and perhaps, pre-Christmas, making a dress for New Years. Thinking how bad I want ( Read more... )

This not being able to sleep thing is getting ridiculous. I was sleepy all frikkin afternoon. I almost dozed off in the middle of Batman. And now, I get to bed, and I'm wide awake.

And of course, since I'm awake, I started thinking about building wings and buying swords and making fantastical, vaguely medieval dresses, all things I really want ( Read more... )