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If it is my fate to go to Toronto as One-Armed Arwen, then so be it.
(My reply to my mother's remark when I told her I was going to go sew up my sleeve holes before doing the dishes.)
Dad still being an ass about Toronto re: Kelsey, so I told her I'd take her to New Zealand after she graduates as a consolation prize.
Costume update: underdress is finished and wearable, although the slit on one side is about three inches higher than the other side. This is due in part to the fact that I broke the needle on the goddamn piece of shit good for nothing son of a bitching sewing machine. My cat got scared at my cursing at the damn thing and licked another hole in his fur.
Have to work tomorrow, so bed now.
Fish update: Chipper! I cleaned his water and bowl today.
Dad still being an ass about Toronto re: Kelsey, so I told her I'd take her to New Zealand after she graduates as a consolation prize.
Costume update: underdress is finished and wearable, although the slit on one side is about three inches higher than the other side. This is due in part to the fact that I broke the needle on the goddamn piece of shit good for nothing son of a bitching sewing machine. My cat got scared at my cursing at the damn thing and licked another hole in his fur.
Have to work tomorrow, so bed now.
Fish update: Chipper! I cleaned his water and bowl today.