What the Hell September

Oh how things have changed. I feel really bad for not updating more often, I just feel like I've been appallingly busy and apathetic in turn. I've gotten a new job (campus library) but I still feel like a slacker for the most part.
For example, I have an Ethics exam tomorrow and I should be practicing my essays and studying but I'm just so tired and it's only 8:15.
In other news, I've decided to try and sew my own Halloween outfit so we went to Joann's and all they had was "slutty (fill in the blank)" so I'm going as slutty Little Red Riding Hood but I'm going to make the skirt longer and add an underskirt. I think, I haven't started yet. I kept telling my mom while we were shopping "It's okay, Joni did 4H" when mom asked if I thought I could handle this. I hope Joni's experience helps, ha ha.
I miss the Wii.

Proof that Joan (sewing machine) is now my bitch

Hey there sexy skirt! It's adorable in my opinion. I made it in a class at Urban Arts and Crafts. It was not a race, but I did finish first. Laura came in at the end of the class and looked around and said "Mwahaha, you won!" That's why I love her. That and she modeled the skirt (see below).

Look at my messy room and cute sister and dog. Oh yeah, the skirt is pretty fly too.

I want a knitting pattern book so I'm going to the library tomorrow so I can get one (or thirty). It's going to magical since I have a scanner to preserve the patterns for later use. I'm pretty sure that's unethical but I have no scruples so whatever.

Last thing, Beer Belly Bunny!

Epic Battle

Every time I start a new hobby/craft project I realize what a pain in the ass they are. For example, I've been knitting for about a year now and I still have apprehensions every time I start a new project. Lately it's been zombies and trying to create a robot pattern that actually looks like what my robot doodles look like. As frustrating as knitting can be, at least I can put something together for that feeling of satisfaction.

Sewing seems to be a different story all together. I've always admired people who could actually sew clothing, bags, place-mats, etc so it seemed the logical choice for my next hobby. This machine is a bitch. I don't even have a name for her yet, but I know it's a girl and she's always PMSing and she hates me. I spent at least 35 minutes trying to thread the fucking thing. I will admit that it's my fault some pieces fell out but I put them back in their proper places. I even busted out the damn manual to confirm that I wasn't a flaming incompetent, but alas, the machine wasn't going to go willingly.
On top of the machine tomfoolery, I've realized that I cannot cut or sew in a straight line. I am incapable. This is really no surprise as coloring inside the lines has always been a slight (see also: major) problem for me. Next time I go out to Jo Ann's (or Johann if you're Laura)/Hobby Lobby/whatever I need to get a straight edge ruler and damn rotary scissors (looks like a pizza but it's not, or so I'm told), that should help.
Most of all when I was wrestling with the machine I kept wishing I had asked Nonna how to sew when I was younger. I remember getting to work the pedal to make her machine run, but other than that I was too busy doing anything else to learn. It's one of my bigger regrets.

Anyway, once more into the bitch dear friends. This machine cannot win.