Shirts

In my last post I mentioned something about a shirt obsession. Ever since I was little, I have always wanted a raglan shirt. For those unfamiliar with the concept, it's a shirt where the sleeves/shoulders/neckline are a different color than the torso of the shirt. I developed the odd little obsession because of the movie My Girl I think. The main character wears a few raglans throughout the movie. I have basically never been able to find a raglan shirt that fit me until last year. I found a bunch of different colors at a store for $6. I went nuts and got six of them. Then I found a couple to wear as pajamas for $7. Then I found some on sale at the bookstore in college. And on it went. I now have 19 or 20 of them, and have recently taken to trying to make some of my own.

I didn't have a pattern, so I made on of my own from a shirt I already had. There have been several failed attempts, but I now have three homemade raglans that I wear on a regular basis. Fabric stores don't seem to carry enough colors of the right fabric to make my shirts, so I've taken to buying shirts from the thrift store and cutting them up to make what I want. Maybe I'm weird, but who cares. THEY'RE RAGLANS!






On a different topic, Andy and I have been making a lot of homemade pizzas. Here is a picture of one of our delicious creations. We use basically the same toppings every time, but sometimes we go wild with the dough and make beer-dough pizza.

At work the other day I was doing some measuring for new costumes we got in. I found some super silly costumes. There was an alien with silly hands, so I took a picture wearing those. (It is my current profile picture on facebook.) Then I found a gorilla costume so I had fun with the feet. I really would have enjoyed it if I could have worn the feet all day, but I didn't think the bosses would appreciate it.

Lastly f or the day... When I work at the Jackson Hewitt Kiosk at Walmart on the weekends, this creepy 50-ish year old guy seems to find it necessary to come talk to me. He works there, and I have to see him almost every time I come in. Within a few weeks of starting the job, he told me that I should come to his birthday party, and that as soon as he figured out when it would be he would let me know. A week or so later he presented me with this fancy invitation. It seems like the more I look at it, the more grammatical mistakes I find. It creeped me out beyond belief to be given the invitation. Thankfully, the d-bag seems to have caught the hint that I would rather not talk to him because he doesn't bug me as much. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go look for something to wear to the "restaunt" for the "brithday" party...

My computer is falling apart.

I have tried a couple of times to upload a video onto my blog. It failed both times. Some times my computer pretends to be working when it actually is doing nothing at all. I did finally manage to get it to load. Recently the B button stopped working and the space bar had been on the fritz. I picked off the cover hoping to snap it back on to get it to work. Instead, it refuses to snap back on and now my computer keyboard is missing a piece and looks really silly. I've been thinking about getting a new computer for awhile. It's very frustrating. My computer also decided to lose all of my information and now I can't do anything with my stuff or save any new stuff unless I save it to my external hard drive. I don't like the idea of spending money, so it's been difficult to find a computer I would actually want to buy.

I haven't tried much on for costumes at work, but a week ago I had to try on several. They were all very silly and this time I even snapped a pick of me in one. I tried on the Sexy Scarecrow, the Sexy Tin Man, the Sexy Cowardly Lion, the Forrest Fairy, the Sexy Dark Angel, the Fook Mi, the Sexy Garfield costume which I can't find a link to, the Gangster Moll, and the Sexy Wild West Sheriff which is what I'm wearing in the picture. I wanted to kill myself for how I looked in the garfield, fook mi, and tin man costumes. They are so gross looking. I thought the gangster moll one would have been good for when I was working at the mortuary.

Other than that, nothing too exciting has been happening. I've been attempting to make my own shirts, but so far I'm about 2 for 6 on actually having them turn out. Sometime I will take some picture of them and explain a little obsession I have in regards to shirts.

So after finally getting the video to upload...this is a video of me playing along to jezebel by iron and wine. I am playing along because there are two guitar parts and the one i play is very repetitive. Without the vocals and second guitar part, it's pretty boring. I played part of this in the iron and wine medley video from a different post.

I hate titles

I've been very tired lately. It probably doesn't help that I work all the time, but that's not going to change any time soon. For the next couple of weeks I'm supposed to work about five hours extra, and I've been working ten hours every weekend for Jackson Hewitt. Gotta love the 55 hour weeks.

Sometime it's so discouraging to know that some things don't change no matter where you work (this is not in regards to the number of hours worked, but rather how frustrating office politics can be). I'm still much happier overall than I was at the mortuary despite how frustrating things can be at the current place. Still though, it's terrible that people can be so disappointing by always fitting the stereotypes that are set for them.

This week I tried on the "rustic female pirate" costume and there was a lot of joking around about me trying on the "Sequin Flapper" costume. The latter, however, never happened.

I've posted a video. I'm playing "clothes of sand" by Nick Drake. I haven't been playing the guitar much at all lately so I'm getting out of practice. But for your listening pleasure...




I was supposed to have a lot of play dates this week with people who were going to come in from out of town. All of them failed miserably because of the stupid weather. I'm pretty sure it can stop being crappy out any time soon. I'm not the biggest fan of driving on ice rinks...