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threadwalker) wrote2008-06-29 12:20 am
threadwalker) wrote2008-06-29 12:20 am
Projecty Goodness
Sabrina's dress progressed until I needed to do top-stitching. Then I realized I don't have the exact right shade of green. Boo hoo! I'm not sure if she gave it to me and I lost it OR she didn't and I'd forgotten I needed to get some. Ah well. Poop!
but... If I can squeeze in 6 more hours of sewing tomorrow (not sure if I really need 6, but given the interuptions around here, it's better to be generous with the time allotment) I'll have everything except for hem and guarding done. ... and since the note pad I jotted the skirt measurements onto got snatched by one of my daring duo (I assume since they are notorious note-pad snatchers)... I'm guesstimating the skirt until I get put the whole thing on Sabrina... why am I babbling???? Oh! right. It's late and I'm restless.
In the intersest of stalling the weary climb up the stairs to bed, here's my version of the "three things you've done that no one else on your F-list have done" (I threw in a few extra because I know some really adventursome folks who get around)
Edit You guys slay me. Deleting numbers 3, 4, 5. How about mash pits for metal bands? Any takers? How about playing in graveyards? How about broken down truck in Mendecino mtns followed by midnight hike down dirt roads to civilization? How about swimming down lengths of the Eel River? Ever try to lead Japanese engineers (in Matsumoto) into a round of calistenics while their daily "happy" music was playing at 3pm? (Watching grown men giggle is hysterical.) Ever eat squid in its ink in Venice? (yeah, I'll try anything once.)... so my list is whittled down to:
1. Skinny dipped in Lake Ontario (at night...brrrr!)
2. sweet talked some Italian maintenance crew into letting me into the colliseum in Verona when it was supposedly shut down to tourists (I winked and smiled a lot since my Italian is crude)
6. Used a breast pump in the ladies room at the Uffizi Gallery and Pitti Palace.
but... If I can squeeze in 6 more hours of sewing tomorrow (not sure if I really need 6, but given the interuptions around here, it's better to be generous with the time allotment) I'll have everything except for hem and guarding done. ... and since the note pad I jotted the skirt measurements onto got snatched by one of my daring duo (I assume since they are notorious note-pad snatchers)... I'm guesstimating the skirt until I get put the whole thing on Sabrina... why am I babbling???? Oh! right. It's late and I'm restless.
In the intersest of stalling the weary climb up the stairs to bed, here's my version of the "three things you've done that no one else on your F-list have done" (I threw in a few extra because I know some really adventursome folks who get around)
Edit You guys slay me. Deleting numbers 3, 4, 5. How about mash pits for metal bands? Any takers? How about playing in graveyards? How about broken down truck in Mendecino mtns followed by midnight hike down dirt roads to civilization? How about swimming down lengths of the Eel River? Ever try to lead Japanese engineers (in Matsumoto) into a round of calistenics while their daily "happy" music was playing at 3pm? (Watching grown men giggle is hysterical.) Ever eat squid in its ink in Venice? (yeah, I'll try anything once.)... so my list is whittled down to:
1. Skinny dipped in Lake Ontario (at night...brrrr!)
2. sweet talked some Italian maintenance crew into letting me into the colliseum in Verona when it was supposedly shut down to tourists (I winked and smiled a lot since my Italian is crude)
6. Used a breast pump in the ladies room at the Uffizi Gallery and Pitti Palace.
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- S
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Let's use e-mail and if I can lure you into Berkeley by EOB Wednesday, I can have the dress done by Thursday morning and send it to W! via Farin.
E-mail me at work. Hugs
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Farin is coming? Where is he camping? He needs to call us ASAP to arrange space/food.
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