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[moonwise]

I started cutting my Rosette Christopher outfit tonight.

First, the fabric shrank from 45 in to 42 in, so the skirt back was too wide for the fabric.

Dealt with that.

Then, I compromised my shrinking length of fabric by cutting a piece I didn't need.

Dealt with that.

Then, I discovered that McCall's puts their measurement guide in a place I wasn't looking for it, and I should have been cutting for a medium all the while instead of cutting for a small.

Can't deal with that.

Furious.

My mom bought me that fabric as a present, too.

That's the worst part, that she will ask to see what I did with the fabric because she takes pride in my few-and-far-between creative accomplishments, and I'll have to tell her the project got trashed. Don't know if I can find another bolt of the same type of fabric in the same color.

This goddamn cosplay was arsed from the start and now I just feel sick about it. Fuck it, after today's outing at the bloodsucking VW dealer ($600) and the bill coming in from the cardiologist (another $600), there isn't enough money for plane tickets AND Christmas.

Fuck.

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[arafel.livejournal.com]

Misery loves company. *kri* We're going to try to submit the doctor's bill to my husband's insurance company to see if we can recoup some of it, but that money we spent on the car is gone, baby. >_<

What's your current money issue? Maybe we should have a bake sale.

[arafel.livejournal.com]

Eep. How do you manage the arrhythmia? Beta-blockers? I get a heart flutter from time to time, but it's fallen out that the chest pains that I was worried about appear to have been musculoskeletal, from stress.

Oh sheesh, bloodsucking landlady, that's terrible. Hope that you had a good weekend in Portland to get your mind of ppl who want to take money from students who don't have any money anyway.