03.16.10
Sound and fury, accomplishing a little
My day was making a fist, specifically around my gut. I have no idea what I ate that caused it, but my insides were unhappy intermittently throughout the day. Very distracting. I did finish my dress mock-up. It needs fine tuning: the decolletage is a little too low for the underpinnings, and my hips aren’t as wide as the degree I altered the pattern. Can you have a jodhpur dress? @_@ I’m pretty sure I’ll also want real sleeves.
I also have a weird relationship with writing, which is currently hobbling me. I have three questionnaires I need to finish up. Direct application knocks the words out of my head, so I have to take glancing runs at them. It’s taking too long to finish them. Tick, tock.
Dinner was at Mongolian BBQ, a place for which I’m not terribly enthusiastic. We used to go there quite often, too often, so I’m still burned out on the taste. But Janet inquired after me to Keith at lunch, and I wanted to witness a potentially awkward reunion between friends. So I clenched my resolve and went. It was worth it.
With help from Simple Diary.