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i'm such a junkie. the higher ups at work decided that us temps had to ask permission from our boss before we could get someone to log on for us so we could be on the internet. and my boss came in late today. i swear, i was having withdrawal symptoms. and as soon as aim logged on at startup, once i got permission and found someone to log on for me, i felt so much better. it's kinda pitiful really, but still.

i have lots of fabric. and lots of stuff to do with it, and no time to do it. i think i'll iron the rest of my fabric during buffy, and maybe cut stuff out then too. i'll finish the pants as soon as i get home. (yah, wishful thinking, i know, shaddup.) charlene/delphina, who'd volunteered to make me some t-tunics, broke her sewing machine needle. so i'll have to impose on rachel/nostas'ia instead. and i wanna make a split-front tunic thing, but it'll have to have slight princess seams, and i'll have to make it up as i go along. prepare to deal with much gloating if it works.

i realized, going to the store in a tank top last night, that i look like i'm in an abusive relationship. it's not andy, i swear! :) (fencing is fuun... it's also slightly painful. ow.)

well, i might have had more to say, but break's over.