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I can haz wool?
Oh yes, yes I can. *does happy dance* The little package slip was in my mailbox when I came back from class (as was my absentee ballot). And I am awfully pleased with it. It's a dark hunter green (green, again? God, I need to stop making all my costumes green. And I didn't even do it on purpose this time...it was just the nicest color of the cheapest wool I could find). Funny, because the picture online was a lot greyer than the fabric actually is. Not that I care- this is a nicer color anyhow. Just a reminder to keep in mind that one never knows exactly what one is getting when ordering online!
(Kind of like when I ordered the green linen I'm using over a year ago- for what I originally intended it I honestly have no idea. Online it looked like a fairly muted "green tea" color. When it came, I opened the box and went, Holy crap, is that green! Yeah, it is pretty green. Muted is not the first word that comes to mind when I look at this linen; it's not obnoxious, per se, but definitely not muted. Anyway.)
So my pretty wool is currently sitting on my lap while I type, so I can pet it. Hm, yes, fabric really does make me that happy.
And I've finished my midterms, which is also good. If I didn't have a geography quiz on random, tiny, oddly-unpronounceable towns in the early Russian state, I'd be completely happy, and would be off to hand-sew green linen gores without a care in the world. As it is...
And I've got a group reading assignment due when I come back to school. I do not like group work much in the first place, and I especially do not like it when said group work is in that class of geniuses I mentioned before- Early Colonial America (to refresh anyone's memory who's forgotten, they're the class that says things like "preach upon the Indians" and such). Yaay.
At least I haven't got one of my two classes tomorrow, as our professor is at a conference. Of course, I'd rather the Russia class was canceled. It's always the one you don't want to go to...
Okay, okay, off to either study Russian things for a very long time, or sew gores, then study Russian things for a shorter amount of time...
(Kind of like when I ordered the green linen I'm using over a year ago- for what I originally intended it I honestly have no idea. Online it looked like a fairly muted "green tea" color. When it came, I opened the box and went, Holy crap, is that green! Yeah, it is pretty green. Muted is not the first word that comes to mind when I look at this linen; it's not obnoxious, per se, but definitely not muted. Anyway.)
So my pretty wool is currently sitting on my lap while I type, so I can pet it. Hm, yes, fabric really does make me that happy.
And I've finished my midterms, which is also good. If I didn't have a geography quiz on random, tiny, oddly-unpronounceable towns in the early Russian state, I'd be completely happy, and would be off to hand-sew green linen gores without a care in the world. As it is...
And I've got a group reading assignment due when I come back to school. I do not like group work much in the first place, and I especially do not like it when said group work is in that class of geniuses I mentioned before- Early Colonial America (to refresh anyone's memory who's forgotten, they're the class that says things like "preach upon the Indians" and such). Yaay.
At least I haven't got one of my two classes tomorrow, as our professor is at a conference. Of course, I'd rather the Russia class was canceled. It's always the one you don't want to go to...
Okay, okay, off to either study Russian things for a very long time, or sew gores, then study Russian things for a shorter amount of time...