hellhole basement 29 August, 2006 at 10:49 pm
this evening i decided to set up the sewing machine again. i was going to try making a dress or something out of one of the cheap fabrics, for a trial run.
then i remembered we had the ez-sew quilt kits. which we started back in like september/october when we bought the sewing machine to begin with. we’ve done 2 rows out of 9. oops :o
so i decided I’d work on that. except first i had to find the rows that were already done so i could figure out which row i was working on. found them, but i seem to be missing the power cord for my sewing machine.
what! the! fuck!!! I have this expensive fucking sewing machine [b]and i can’t find the fucking power cable????[/b]
look around the sewing desk. nada. well. no. lotsa da. but no cable. crap. so i went up to the bin by the front door where i had put the stuff after my course last november (when i got so sick and shit and probably coulda forgotten it or something). da, but nada.
FUCK!
grabbed the botttle of vodka and a glass to “water down” my soda, and proceeded to tear the basement the fuck apart. and by that, i mean “grab things and throw them across the room b/c they weren’t really helpful to me since they weren’t the power cable i wanted dammit”
found the cable, hooked up the machine, and did two more rows before I couldn’t get the quilt squares to line up reasonably anymore. between throwing things around. the fact that it’s felt. and the fact that i had ~100-150mL of vodka (and a can of coke). just wasn’t getting it lined up on the first try and moving it the inch is a PITA.
so i gave up and went upstairs to surf the net some.
maybe i should actually CLEAN the basement this weekend.
where by “this weekend” i mean “monday or something” since saturday i’m doing renfest and sunday is my parents cookout :o