Note to self:

You are far too old to be buying "Miss" patterns. Witness: Size 14 in miss is apparently "36 28 38" which is ridiculous. Never mind all wrong because most women have more difference between their waist and hip measurment!!

Don't worry, Tina - I am just making pants before I start on the dresses. I really, *really* don't want to fluff up on the dresses cause I'm out of practice. :wub:

In other news - I'M A MOTHERFUCKING MERMAID, BITCHES! I was SWIMMIN' WITH THE FISHES!

I went snorkelling the other day with my Dad. Oh my GOD. The water was still and the reef was full of life. I swum with a school of whitebait (they were like little silver darts!) and was just floating in blue! The most delicious blue you've ever seen! *swoons* And I dipped and saw whiting sweeping up into the whitebait shoal and getting some nibblies! XD Was so cool! And I swum over the reef and there was this crevass beneath me that the little fishies were swimming in against the current and catching sea crud. And little anemones on the rocks and - *SQUEALS* GOD it was so WONDERFUL. I wish I could live there, I really do. I could have stayed in it forever. You could tell the animals were loving the fine shiny weather. And the kelp and the seaweeds. :D *swoon* God. What a perfect day.

Photos of the Beach

Now, this is my very special beach. My Mermaid Beach. It's where Amaryllis is set. :D

Oh, and I lost weight. Only two kilos, but it's made the difference to me.

( Undah da sea! Well, above it, actually... oh, and BOOBIES! )

I am a fucking dickhead.

OH YES. Liquid foil material will look SUPER COOL as Wonderwoman pants.

...

NOT!!!

Every time I try to sew this shit, my damned sewing machine craps itself and misses most of the stitches. So obviously, I'm going to have to get some bold blue satin material. And I'm nowhere near a damned Spotlight. I just want to cry, I think. It's all incredibly frustrating. *kicks things* It says use a ball-point needle - I don't have one of those. Bugger-fuck. *head-desk*

All right. I'm going to try to get some sort of sewing done.

GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!

Sewing: Machine went from intermittently doing stitches to NOT DOING STITCHES AT ALL. Tina: before you freak out, this is with the liquid foil lycra, not with the satin. The satin should be more than fine. I just wanted to get back into sewing before I started on your stuff.

Dad wanted me to put away dishes.

I DROPPED ONE OF MY FAVOURITE FUCKING CUPS. Just smashed it into heaps of peices.

DAD starts on me.

I am sweeping away the bits with my hand (stupidly) and a shard TOTALLY STABS ME IN THE FUCKING FINGER.

So I'm bleeding, upset about my cup, and I CAN'T FIND A FABRIC BANDAID. I FUCKING HATE THE PLASTIC ONES!!!

I finally find one. Mum tells me to calm down. It's too late for that now. I am stressed out beyond words, premenstrual and I AM NOT SEWING. I WANT TO SEW. IT'S WHAT I'M GOOD AT, DAMN IT!

AAAAARGH CAPSLOCK OF RAGE, HARRY POTTER BITCH DON'T KNOW ABOUT MY ELNA-SOURCED CAPSLOCK OF RAGE!!!!!

Whoops.

I took half a tab of diazepam and I kinda forgot I'm on Tramal.

That's a pretty silly thing to do, huh?