dressed up

So here is my first blog post at Presserfoot. It's very strange writing something when you know people are actually going to read it. People you don't know; people who don't know you; people who don't yet think your special combination of cursing, digressions, and crushing self-doubt, is super duper charming. Um anyway. Dress #1.

Dress #2? Dressform.



It was cheap(ish) and in-stock when I bought notions for Dress #1 on Saturday, so I decided that I've sewn enough clothes (and have plans for enough new projects) to justify buying one. And oh, it is going to change my life. Or at least my ability to sew awesome, well-fitted garments.

There is more to share, but I find myself feeling a bit ill. UWM just sent around an email reminding everyone to wash their hands and avoid public places when ill--apparently there's a new case of swine flu on campus--and I'm hoping this current wooziness that I'm feeling is a hypochondriac thing, not an H1N1 thing. Probably I should go lie down just in case. Do you think red wine combats psychosomatic swine flu? Only one way to find out!

impatient

Presentation in 2.5 hours; I just want it to be over.

Related: First real snow today, or last night I guess. Woke up to stupid, stupid snow.

In conclusion: after a detailed* analysis of my site statistics, I have determined that I get more traffic when I'm not posting. What could that mean?

*obvious exaggeration

spam

I'm sure this is spam, and I know I shouldn't open it, but I really want to. It really looks like an actual email, with sentences and question marks and exclamation points and everything. Seiko tiramisu, that's just great.

In other news, I may be coming down with the flu.

renovations

I think I'm healthy, finally, and let me tell you what I've learned from this most recent bought of gross sickness.

(1) Not smoking really does make it easier to get over colds. I was only sick for a week instead of three, and I did not at any point wonder whether I was going to die, leaving my parents to pay off my student loans.

(2) Staying home sick from work and actually not doing anything instead of trying to catch up on work or cleaning or whatever? Yeah, that also makes it a lot easier to get over a cold.

(3) I have allergies. I'm not sure what I'm allergic too, possible culprits include the cats (I know, wtf, right?) and ragweed or pollen or whatever the fuck seasonal allergies people have. Someone else told me they had allergies on Monday too, so I'm definitely not totally crazy. However, Claritin D was not in fact a miracle cure that made my world suddenly come into focus after being blurry, so blurry, which means that maybe I'm just being a hypochondriac. Or maybe I'm not!

Shit fuck, this is boring, isn't it? Talking about my possible cat allergies is probably even worse than talking about my cats.

Sex! That's interesting. Meghan found these awesome librarian t-shirts, LIBRARIANS DO IT IN STACKS and SAVE A HORSE, RIDE A LIBRARIAN. Sexy, no? That's reason enough to get my master's in Library Science.

(I'm so glad my parents never read this, though how sad is it that even my parents don't read my blog?)

I'm at a cafe, a cafe that serves alcohol, so you know it's the best kind of cafe. There are these three girls here, with Teach for America messenger bags and Coronas (and one Stella!), and judging my those three girls, I really dodged a fucking bullet when TFA rejected me, because apparently it would've turned me into one of those annoying girls who laughs loudly, because everyone knows you're funny and desirable if you laugh that loud, and they just high-fived, seriously, and someone just said "lido deck" and JESUS FUCK. I bet they're from Iowa or something. Fuck Iowa, right?

warning!

I have a cold. It's getting worse. Stay away!