oh my fucking god!
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robinsnestThe world and I are just not getting along right now.
RIP Florence Petunia Hamster!! You were a great companion who I dearly loved and will miss greatly. You were always there with your silly climbing and your cute pink nose. I will miss you terribly.
So I got home and Flo had died. Rob helped me bury her in our front garden...don't tell maintience. And I know she was just a hamster, but I got suprisingly attatched to her. She came out when she heard my voice, and she'd run around the house with me in her ball. *sigh* And she was with me in NYC when I was with that horrible roommate and alone all the time.
In sewing news I spent most of yesturday swearing at my doublet pattern. I finally got it draped by the time I went to bed, and decided to cut down on the trim for cost reasons. I was gonna pink the doublet, but the chisel I bought won't go through the silk, it's too thick or something. And I'm just in such a bad mood I want to throw it across the room. I know very mature of me. I'm just so ANGRY. but isn't that a stage of grief. So now I'm sitting in the living room listening to papa roach thinking about death, loss, and how I fail as a costumer.
RIP Florence Petunia Hamster!! You were a great companion who I dearly loved and will miss greatly. You were always there with your silly climbing and your cute pink nose. I will miss you terribly.
So I got home and Flo had died. Rob helped me bury her in our front garden...don't tell maintience. And I know she was just a hamster, but I got suprisingly attatched to her. She came out when she heard my voice, and she'd run around the house with me in her ball. *sigh* And she was with me in NYC when I was with that horrible roommate and alone all the time.
In sewing news I spent most of yesturday swearing at my doublet pattern. I finally got it draped by the time I went to bed, and decided to cut down on the trim for cost reasons. I was gonna pink the doublet, but the chisel I bought won't go through the silk, it's too thick or something. And I'm just in such a bad mood I want to throw it across the room. I know very mature of me. I'm just so ANGRY. but isn't that a stage of grief. So now I'm sitting in the living room listening to papa roach thinking about death, loss, and how I fail as a costumer.
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Date: 2008-09-06 02:43 am (UTC)