Dec. 7th, 2015

chocolatepot: The bodice of a woman, from a painting by Caravaggio (Caravaggio)
I was a cleaning demon today! A bunch of less-necessary boxes that were in the closet/under the table went downstairs, and then boxes that I want to keep up here went in the closet. Consolidated the sewing notions et cetera in one corner of my bedroom, took out the dress/skirt-lengths of fabric I might use soon from the topless big tupperware and put them on my fabric shelves, then put the scraps in the tupperware and put that in the closet, too, along with my vacuum. There's still a bunch of stuff behind the couch and around the tv, and I really need to take the recycling downstairs, but it looks much better and feels good!

I also called the landlord about the last tenant's mattress/box spring in my storage space, and pulled them out so I could fit my own things in. Hopefully he doesn't get annoyed by that, but where I leaned them isn't in the way, and I can't reasonably be expected to put them anywhere on my own.

Other things I've done ... ordered four new Freya bras, horrible expense but my oldest bras are worn out and once you go 34DDD, you don't want to go back to the 36Ds again anyway. I still need to buy a new down coat, but I just bought those combat boots as well and it's just so much money! Good thing I eat next to nothing, I guess. Contemplating buying a couple more things of wool to make a couple more dresses, lining the skirts so they stop climbing my freaking tights, it's getting pretty old.

Concert on Wednesday! Two, actually, for the two services at 7 and 9. Not really looking forward to staying out until 10:30 or whatever on a work night, but probably less than 1/3 of this chorus is really employed, so *sigh*. (Mostly students and retirees, afaict.)

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While watching the Giancarlo Esposito episode of Leverage I paused at the bit when Hardison was looking at the Stradivarius on the internet, and the auction site's blurb reads:

Violin despises the package below its resemblance. The hum swings violin without her playground. The sailing glance barks past the winning beef. How will each complex sneak outside violin? The nominated edge moans without violin. Can the acknowledged fundamentalist configure a hero? Stradivarius does violin over a losing exam. A such face accesses the win. An island fumes. When can a perpetual powder dry violin? The weary galaxy calls violin within whatever snobbery

I'm just ... a bit surprised that they didn't write something coherent? Or make the font unreadably small? It's a bit mystifying.

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Have been doing more writing exercises.

Exercise 10.14 )

Exercise 10.16 )

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