spindizzy: (Talking to myself)
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Fun games to play in the apocalypse: did I sleep for fourteen (14) hours yesterday because I'm back to being chronically sleep deprived, or because of the depression? WHO COULD SAY.

(I AM FINE.)

So yeah, I spent yesterday sleeping like the dead, tracing and cutting out patterns, and making tiny pattern weights out of rice and fabric triangles. (They don't weigh enough to put any tension on anything, but they're useful for holding things in place.) This morning was a lot of playing around with my new rotary cutter to cut out pattern pieces! ... Playing very safely, I have a glove that's supposed to make it harder for you to cut your fingers off with a rotary cutter and I was careful! It'll take more practice, because I'm still not getting my lines quite right, but it's gone okay! All of my neat little pieces of fabric are incredibly satisfying.

THAT SAID: my task for next week is figuring out how to use the chacopy paper I've got, because so far I've had no joy with it. Maybe it doesn't work on patterned fabric? I dunno, further research required, hopefully I figure this out because drawing on fabric is THE WORST part of sewing. Like, "I'm so glad I have a rotary cutter and can just skip that step now" levels of the worst.

ANYWAY: music!



So yeah, that's been my thrilling weekend! Binged Arknights and Legend of the Phoenix, did a bit of pre-sewing, heckled Strictly, and [twitter.com profile] sithe apologised for inflicting the first ten minutes of an INCREDIBLY pretentious documentary on the house by finding a shitty historical mystery series for us to watch instead. (I THINK it's called Vienna Blood? It's incredibly generic, one of the protagonists is Very Keen on Freud, there was more medical torture in the guise of treatment than I am ever really in the mood for, but ehhhhhhhhhh good enough.) Have reminded myself that I have coping strategies that I stopped using over the summer that I should really get back to, will see how that goes.

But yes, took the muscle-relaxant meds on time for the first time in 84 years, so I'm gonna head to bed. Be safe, be well, take no shit. Good night!

(PS. My current heckling is "Wait, they replaced the Black judge with the known racist while she's isolating?" because I can see a train of logic that led to that, but it's a very silly train. Also Motsi Mabuse has the exact speed and cadence as [twitter.com profile] booksmugglers when she talks and I can't tell how much of my instant adoration for her came from that and how much from her being a delight. ... Also I was right, I did adore the butch one and she DID vanish immediately, which I KNEW was going to happen.)