holding pattern
it seems to me that i go on and off with the internet, socialization, motivation... thinking about life in general.
the past few days have been days where there's just no power going to that area of my brain, and no particular desire to change that fact.
i went in for the interview on monday, but i didn't get the job. part of me sighs in frustration, while another part of me was just happy to get to the interview stage. i wish i could ask if there was anything in particular that disqualified me, but i think it was more a matter of having many qualified applicants. damn the job market in general, and in portland in particular.
after attaching the last two buttons to ca_iconoclast's jacket, i threw it in the wash yesterday to clean off all the chalk markings and make sure it didn't dissolve in water, or something crazy like that. turns out that it came out okay, but the lining is very hydrophilic and the coat material itself is fairly hydrophobic. not a problem except when judging whether or not to put in the dryer. i did, in the end, because it would take weeks to dry out in the current climate up here. it didn't shrink to my notice, but i still have a couple of shiny marks where the iron probably shouldn't have been touching the bare cloth. ah well, you'll never iron it anyway, right ca_iconoclast?
so i cut out the rest of the pieces for jtsquish's coat, and am slowly working through the sewing directions. i thought (foolishly) that i had used every pattern company easily available to me, but alas, i was wrong. burda apparently has it's own english (or englisch, their spelling) that doesn't involve actually explaining anything beyond what the picture has inferred. so i'm going with the pictures. who needs to know what they're actually doing anyway?
all in all, i'm enjoying sewing, annoyed that i can't be proud of what i have accomplished, and not at all motivated to look for a job. my sleep pattern has returned to 12 hrs a day and my neck is composed of cords of steel that can't seem to relax no matter what. someday, i'll go check out the mailbox, deposit my measly temp check, mail ca_iconoclast's jacket, and convince my boyfriend and/or roommate that we do indeed need to have food in the house. we're down to pb & j, tuna fish, and maybe 6 slices of wheat bread, plus random things like way too many frozen peas, frozen juices, 1/2 gallon of milk, and a bit of cheese and tortillas. oh, and some yogurt and string cheese.
right. someday i'll actually let the feeling guilty for mooching seep into my consciousness, and it will be the end of everything. until then, i'll just get self-righteous about my roommate eating the food he hasn't bought and not ever buying anything for everyone.
the past few days have been days where there's just no power going to that area of my brain, and no particular desire to change that fact.
i went in for the interview on monday, but i didn't get the job. part of me sighs in frustration, while another part of me was just happy to get to the interview stage. i wish i could ask if there was anything in particular that disqualified me, but i think it was more a matter of having many qualified applicants. damn the job market in general, and in portland in particular.
after attaching the last two buttons to ca_iconoclast's jacket, i threw it in the wash yesterday to clean off all the chalk markings and make sure it didn't dissolve in water, or something crazy like that. turns out that it came out okay, but the lining is very hydrophilic and the coat material itself is fairly hydrophobic. not a problem except when judging whether or not to put in the dryer. i did, in the end, because it would take weeks to dry out in the current climate up here. it didn't shrink to my notice, but i still have a couple of shiny marks where the iron probably shouldn't have been touching the bare cloth. ah well, you'll never iron it anyway, right ca_iconoclast?
so i cut out the rest of the pieces for jtsquish's coat, and am slowly working through the sewing directions. i thought (foolishly) that i had used every pattern company easily available to me, but alas, i was wrong. burda apparently has it's own english (or englisch, their spelling) that doesn't involve actually explaining anything beyond what the picture has inferred. so i'm going with the pictures. who needs to know what they're actually doing anyway?
all in all, i'm enjoying sewing, annoyed that i can't be proud of what i have accomplished, and not at all motivated to look for a job. my sleep pattern has returned to 12 hrs a day and my neck is composed of cords of steel that can't seem to relax no matter what. someday, i'll go check out the mailbox, deposit my measly temp check, mail ca_iconoclast's jacket, and convince my boyfriend and/or roommate that we do indeed need to have food in the house. we're down to pb & j, tuna fish, and maybe 6 slices of wheat bread, plus random things like way too many frozen peas, frozen juices, 1/2 gallon of milk, and a bit of cheese and tortillas. oh, and some yogurt and string cheese.
right. someday i'll actually let the feeling guilty for mooching seep into my consciousness, and it will be the end of everything. until then, i'll just get self-righteous about my roommate eating the food he hasn't bought and not ever buying anything for everyone.