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dragonlady7Still not sure about Tumblr. But at least for now the fashion thing is entertaining-- it's getting me to post pictures and compose an entry on average every few days. I haven't figured out if I should bother echoing that content here; for now, it's just getting cc'd via Twitter as short links.
Have a ferocious sewing hunger that I badly, badly want to assuage. I tried to stave it off by taking a cute shirt with a nice neckline that's literally six inches too short for me (it was acceptable when I tried it on, and shrank immediately when I washed and line-dried it-- what a piece of shit!), and chopping about an inch off, then sewing a skirt made out of a sweatshirt I've had since the early 90s that's way too boxy for me to it. So now I have a nice empire-waist dress, but since it's all jersey knit it's way too wobbly at the waistline, even when topstitched, so it needs a wide black leather or similar belt, which I don't own. I have stolen one of Z's, which is too narrow (all my waist belts are too long; my ribs are a good four inches narrower than my natural waist, and even narrower still than my currently-fashionable waist (modern clothing hits me just below the belly button, which is almost ten inches wider than my ribcage. Sadly, however, my hips are only about three inches bigger than my "waist". This is why nothing fits me. Well, that and my enormous tits.)
So now I have a new dress, which took me probably two hours to make, including the part where I cut the sleeves and neck off the old sweatshirt and made the remnants square. (Thing was wider than it was long. Really? When did I ever think this thing fit me? Oh right, body dysmorphic puberty.)
It's kind of an ugly dress. And looking for pattern inspiration made me really really really want to make myself a real dress. Like ohmygod kind of dress.
Sigh. I don't have time to sew. I don't have time to do anything. Boo.
Also I have really hideous cramps, and am thoroughly disgruntled. I'm working at my job's other location while their store's manager is on paternity leave. It was sort of arranged ahead of time, and sort of not. I'd said I'd be willing to fill in a little, but wasn't really going to have much flexibility to change the *times* I was working, just the location. They said that was fine. Then last week at the last second the district manager asked, pleadingly, if I could please please work Tuesday evening, even though I don't have Tuesday evenings free, just this once. I said, well, my knee's injured so I can't practice tonight anyway, so this once, I can do this for you.
Guess what happened yesterday afternoon. I said, "I'm back here tomorrow, right?" since I haven't had any real confirmation of the schedule. "Yes," said the DM, "in the evening."
"I don't have Tuesday evenings free," I said.
"You did last week," he said.
So now I know. If anyone asks, No, I can't do you a favor. The reward for doing a favor is that next time, they won't ask; they'll just assume.
And I'm not being rewarded for being flexible about where I work and, now, when. I won't get a raise; the DM thinks it's his job to avoid giving people merit-based or longevity-based raises. The kids who've been there 5 years make less than the ones who've just started. And the DM's underling said right to me that it's the DM's job to keep costs down. So I'll be asking for a raise when it's my anniversary date of going full-time, and if I don't get it, I'll be leaving, and that's that.
I still like working there. I like my coworkers a lot. I am learning a lot about things I'm interested to know. But I'm making not much more than I did when I was a work-study intern in college, so, I'm not real interested in putting up with a lot of shit.
I'll probably be able to make it to practice if I book it straight from work, if it doesn't take me too long to close down. (Last week the girl I was closing with, when she found out I had a key, just left while I was still figuring out how they did the paperwork, so I won't feel bad about just booking it tonight if I don't have a key. Which I won't. You're closing, bye!)
I'm just not best pleased about being required to do so. And yeah, no, no more favors for y'all. I'm only doing stuff I'd wanted to do anyway.
Have a ferocious sewing hunger that I badly, badly want to assuage. I tried to stave it off by taking a cute shirt with a nice neckline that's literally six inches too short for me (it was acceptable when I tried it on, and shrank immediately when I washed and line-dried it-- what a piece of shit!), and chopping about an inch off, then sewing a skirt made out of a sweatshirt I've had since the early 90s that's way too boxy for me to it. So now I have a nice empire-waist dress, but since it's all jersey knit it's way too wobbly at the waistline, even when topstitched, so it needs a wide black leather or similar belt, which I don't own. I have stolen one of Z's, which is too narrow (all my waist belts are too long; my ribs are a good four inches narrower than my natural waist, and even narrower still than my currently-fashionable waist (modern clothing hits me just below the belly button, which is almost ten inches wider than my ribcage. Sadly, however, my hips are only about three inches bigger than my "waist". This is why nothing fits me. Well, that and my enormous tits.)
So now I have a new dress, which took me probably two hours to make, including the part where I cut the sleeves and neck off the old sweatshirt and made the remnants square. (Thing was wider than it was long. Really? When did I ever think this thing fit me? Oh right, body dysmorphic puberty.)
It's kind of an ugly dress. And looking for pattern inspiration made me really really really want to make myself a real dress. Like ohmygod kind of dress.
Sigh. I don't have time to sew. I don't have time to do anything. Boo.
Also I have really hideous cramps, and am thoroughly disgruntled. I'm working at my job's other location while their store's manager is on paternity leave. It was sort of arranged ahead of time, and sort of not. I'd said I'd be willing to fill in a little, but wasn't really going to have much flexibility to change the *times* I was working, just the location. They said that was fine. Then last week at the last second the district manager asked, pleadingly, if I could please please work Tuesday evening, even though I don't have Tuesday evenings free, just this once. I said, well, my knee's injured so I can't practice tonight anyway, so this once, I can do this for you.
Guess what happened yesterday afternoon. I said, "I'm back here tomorrow, right?" since I haven't had any real confirmation of the schedule. "Yes," said the DM, "in the evening."
"I don't have Tuesday evenings free," I said.
"You did last week," he said.
So now I know. If anyone asks, No, I can't do you a favor. The reward for doing a favor is that next time, they won't ask; they'll just assume.
And I'm not being rewarded for being flexible about where I work and, now, when. I won't get a raise; the DM thinks it's his job to avoid giving people merit-based or longevity-based raises. The kids who've been there 5 years make less than the ones who've just started. And the DM's underling said right to me that it's the DM's job to keep costs down. So I'll be asking for a raise when it's my anniversary date of going full-time, and if I don't get it, I'll be leaving, and that's that.
I still like working there. I like my coworkers a lot. I am learning a lot about things I'm interested to know. But I'm making not much more than I did when I was a work-study intern in college, so, I'm not real interested in putting up with a lot of shit.
I'll probably be able to make it to practice if I book it straight from work, if it doesn't take me too long to close down. (Last week the girl I was closing with, when she found out I had a key, just left while I was still figuring out how they did the paperwork, so I won't feel bad about just booking it tonight if I don't have a key. Which I won't. You're closing, bye!)
I'm just not best pleased about being required to do so. And yeah, no, no more favors for y'all. I'm only doing stuff I'd wanted to do anyway.
