Sittin' at Gramma's. Ate my weight in soups and apple sauce cake. YUMMM.
Last night Kyle and I got hammered drunk. Heh. He, Doom and Joostaaa went and bought a half gallon of R&R and I was pretty much done for by the time we left for Marysville. Watched Kyle, Jordan and all their friends play kickball in the Kohl's parking lot, went and got Austin on Ebey Island, then went back to Kyle's and drank. I drank so much I nearly got sick. I haven't felt so close to puking in a very, very long time. I really shouldn't drink and sit. I think that's what was wrong. Usually when I drink that much I'm dancing or wreaking havoc. Heh. So I passed out pretty tough while Kyle dropped Austin back at his house. Forced myself up around 10:30, we went and got Kali and Kina and headed back to my house, where I passed out for another four hours.
Tomorrow I have to work. Weeee. There's a store meeting and then we're probably gonna bust out some shipment until 2. Then I feel I have to go to my storage unit and grab all my old patterns and fabric, then come back over here to start fashioning some sort of Halloween costume. I wanna make a corset, but I'm terrified I'm gonna get really frustrated with it, what with all the panels and re-enforcing and boning involved. Hummmm. I'll just attempt it. I need to go pick up a couple yards of leopard print something-or-other that matches my boots nicely, too.
The tulle skirt should be pretty straight-forward, however. Then once I get those all done, I'll just need to dig some fishnets out of storage and sew some garters onto some black boyshorts, which I'm in no short supply of. Gleee.
Guh! I wanna get all crafty n'shit. Heh.
Okay. Smokie-time.
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