A Dedicated Follower of Fashion

Dislike: Waking up to hear Glenn Beck's radio show being played in the house. Loudly. Like: Putting on a Black Sabbath album. And playing it even more loudly. Take that, Glenn Beck.

I only worked the evening to close tonight, so I had time to sit around and sew, which I actually did. I never cease to be amazed at how things get done when I sit myself down for a good block of time with hand-sewing and a DVD (Ladies and Gentlemen: The Rolling Stones, because I didn't think that would distract me too much. It didn't, except for every once in a while when I'd look up and see just how tight Jagger wore his trousers in 1972...that was pretty distracting)! I nearly finished cording the corset (OMG YAY), and can most definitely finish the cording tonight if I can pry myself away from the charms of Teh Interwebz. Maybe even cut out the binding...but let's not get carried away!

I'm off again tomorrow, so that looks promising for Sewing Progress...though I've really got to go to the mall and get some Christmas shopping done with. I hate that mall...and no lie, half my family is getting gift cards, because I have no idea what to get them. (They apparently never have any idea what to get me either. I wish they'd get me gift cards!)

And it's cold. Not that I'm complaining, but wow. (I've noticed that a lot of the people who complain about it being so cold are the ones who are too cool to wear proper coats. I saw a group of kids walking down the street when I was driving home from work at ten p.m.., and they were wearing sweatshirts. Just sweatshirts. Well NO WONDER YOU'RE COLD, STUPID.) 22F at the moment. (Sounds so much more impressive in C... -6, wow!)

As regards work: OHMYGOD that was boring! We didn't have any Big Deals at our store, we just opened early, so we had the amount of customers to match. Busy, but not insanely so. And for just "busy," we were definitely over-staffed for most of the day. I haven't been that bored since college classes I didn't want to take! ;)

Also, I apparently need to watch a little more closely to how many hours I'm accumulating when I cover peoples' shifts...as part-time, I'm not allowed to go over 40 hours/week. And this week I'll have gotten up to 39. Whoops.

This means they'll definitely give me the days off when I want them for playing dress-up, right? 'Cause I'm such a good worker? ULTERIOR MOTIVES.

Then I was going to sew, but didn't because O LOOK, it's a Rolling Stones Thanksgiving day after Thanksgiving?? on VH1 Classic! Yeah, gonna watch that instead.

( Why I shouldn't watch these things with my mother... )

And one more thing...commercials work, because stupid Guitar Center had a stupid commercial on about how they've got a Fender acoustic (basic cheap model anyway, but still) for a hundred bucks. Plus shipping. I just got paid, and I worked a lot of hours in the past pay period, so it's a pretty good check. HALP HALP DON'T LET ME DO IT! By which I mean...if I do it, don't yell at me too much, 'kay? I mean...I've spent more on fabric.

And effing COLLEGE TEXTBOOKS. I will never get over that. Overpriced much??

That bastard is 550 pages. I started it at 8pm and finished it around 5am. This means, with work and all, I got three and a half hours' sleep. But like I said, WHO NEEDS SLEEP WHEN THERE IS LIFE TO BE READ?

*represses outpouring of love for Keith's book*

I'll wait til somebody reads it, then harass them forever about it. I'm already harassing my one RL partner-in-crime-with-these-things, M, about reading it. "Dude, it's been out for two whole days." "GO READ IT NOW!!" Says the zombie with the dark circles under her eyes. Yes, that's an excellent recommendation.

Halloween? Oh yeah. Guess those late-nights aren't going anywhere any time soon. Time to start hopping myself up on that wonderful legal drug, caffeine. (Drugs? Keeeeeeef.) Too bad I can't stand coffee.

Also, I felt the need to answer the headline of this article out loud. Who, What, Why: How Is Keith Richards Still Alive? Me: BY BEING AWESOME.

Feeling loads better, though I've still got a cough. Probably helped that I didn't have anything to do this week, so I was able to sit around and do sweet fuck-all for three straight days. Watched lots of Stones things, though...I've got so many DVDs, it's pathetic...this week it was Ladies and Gentlemen (absolutely worth it because you get to see Charlie smile once during one song, tee hee) and all the extras on, ahem, Cocksucker Blues (yes, I've shelled out for that...really enjoyed the extras because of what the Micks tended to be wearing in some of the promos from '73...swear that Jagger was stealing from Bowie's closet, and Taylor looked like such a pretty girl, with this eye makeup and these hats), among other things. Other things like Silence of the Lambs and a marathon of episodes of The Waltons. (Dude, I don't know.)

Haven't worked on Black Diamonds as much as I should, and I know I'm going to be very sorry next week, but oh well. Shit happens. It's difficult to do handwork when your nose is threatening to drip on it every five seconds. I'm just saying.

Got the hairpiece in the mail today. It's pretty much the perfect color (again, whether I can get my own hair to turn precisely that color is another question!), although with slightly less of a curl than I was hoping. It's good enough, though! I was getting a little fidgety. Guess that means I'll be breaking out the hair dye again sometime next week. :D