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27 October 2004 @ 10:58 pm
Today on Sewing With Sakaki: Straight Pins!  
My roommates and several of our friends have decided to make their own costumes for Halloween. As the quad where I live has the largest area available to us, everyone has moved their projects (and sometimes, the lounge table) into our main room. By my guesstimate, there are now five or six people attempting to make gowns of some sort in the same space. I can't quite tell. This living room is also occupied on a daily basis by one couch, one loveseat, one armchair, a kitchen table and chairs, a television, a mini-fridge, and an ironing board. This situation has allowed me to learn much more about other people's working habits than I ever, ever wanted to.

In the week that I spent with her last May, I think that erikadoor trained me well. Pick up after yourself. If the scraps are too small to be useful, toss them into the appropriate receptacle. Do not leave your patterns lying about aimlessly. Put your pins in something so you can find them again when you need them. Mess takes up space you could be working in.

This is not how the others operate, and I am just about ready to die. I am accustomed to mess, yes, but the current situation is just damn silly. Fabric of all dimensions and remnants is left wherever (one roommate was cutting out pieces in front of the door, and left it all right there in the middle of the process); random pattern pieces float about like falling leaves. Feathers have fallen out of their packages and the trash from yesterday's (and the day before, and the day before that) lunch hides behind plastic bags which spilled their contents looooong ago.

Another friend came down earlier today, wondering if he could work on whittling his walking staff while the others sewed. On the one hand, this is an improvement ... he has been burying himself so in homework and video games that we rarely see him. On the other hand, the amount of insanity in the common room has been pissing me off for awhile now, and I was under no circumstances willing to accept more. I lost my patience and snapped out a very brusque "No." He raised a plastic bag and said that he had come prepared to avoid making a mess!

In all honesty, I just about let him have it right then and there. Where the fork do you think you're going to whittle? Even if this place had room for it, there's no way in hell I'd let you. Whittle in your own damn room, in a woodshop, or outside. But instead of blurting all that out, I reiterated a simple "no," and left.

Why do I not wish to deal with splinters? You see, straight pins are everywhere, lying in wait to stab me, so what the hell do I need some wood slivers for? I don't want to increase the stabbination, since tempers are already so very tense!

Please, people, the couch is not a pincushion. I sit on the couch. The floor isn't a good place to leave straight pins either, because I do not wear shoes while at home. I've noticed that everyone's patience has grown very thin at this point ... I think all this trouble underfoot is related.

I can't tell them to clean it up, because they quickly respond with "Halloween is just a week away," which is indeed true. So I retaliate by "borrowing" a few straight pins every now and then ... in this madness, nobody will ever notice that they are gone. My collection grows larger every day. This is a good thing, because my initial supply seems to have consisted of absolutely weakarse straight pins. When used, they were more than happy to assume the shape of a miniature scimitar of sorts.

Because their debris is so widely tossed about the common room, I do not like to work in there, ever. I cart things with me to the museum where I work on weekends ... I imagine I create quite a picture. Fabric, scissors, box o' straight pins, and usually an iron wrapped in a towel are stuffed into a backpack already filled with books. Last weekend, I took my sewing machine with me too. But because I'm a novice, a Solitaire addict, and have so little time there, there's a limit to what I can do.

I'm just not going to finish Anna in time for Halloween ... I debated earlier about being super-ghetto and just wearing a short black dress I already own, regardless of the short sleeves on it. But then I realized, I don't have nearly enough wooden beads to finish Anna's necklace and bracelet. I bought Walmart out, and they still haven't restocked on the stupid things in the diameter that I want.

I'll have it finished before I see kurthy133 next, because I want to take pictures with her Jeanne ... but I have to be realistic, Halloween just isn't going to happen. I don't want to stress over something as easy as Anna.

I expect a lot of stress as October comes to a close. There are tensions building yet again within my club that I am going to have to straighten out for other people soon, I still am horrible at throwing on the wheel and thus avoid going there even though I know I should, and ... this mess. I don't think it'll be gone after Halloween, in all honesty.

Maybe I should just take all of their straight pins and hold them for ransom.
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・ S O L D I E R ・ F I R S T ・ C L A S S ・: Dio Fruit // Minecloud_strife on October 28th, 2004 04:19 am (UTC)
Maybe I should just take all of their straight pins and hold them for ransom.

One Who Wanders: angryabiona on October 28th, 2004 04:57 am (UTC)
I'm pissed right now.

So I notice an open knife lying on the floor. It's the flip-blade stabby kind of knife that a friend likes to collect. I ask why the knife is there. She says it's because she forgot to do something to her sleeve.


Okay, so can we pick the knife up?

Then she starts giving that bitchy "WHATEVER I'M SORRY I FORGOT IT'LL BE CLEAN BY TOMORROW" voice/lecture to me.

What. The. Hell.

How do you forget a goddamned knife???
・ S O L D I E R ・ F I R S T ・ C L A S S ・: Dio WTF!? // Minecloud_strife on October 28th, 2004 04:58 am (UTC)
omgwtf >_>;;

Good question. -_-;;;;
Miss Belldandy: Floating in Spacekurthy133 on October 28th, 2004 05:28 pm (UTC)
So so true~ I'm not as good as I could be about cleaning up after myself. But working in a mess just leads to unneeded stress.

It's nice that you can be honest with yourself about working on Anna. I mean, you want it to be done right and not half-hearted. I can't wait for pictures with you :D
Ng-Master.  I prefer Dave, David, or DN.ngmaster on October 29th, 2004 01:38 am (UTC)

I can appreciate the chaos that is your quad in that "Halloween is just a week away" which can result in said chaos... but basic common courtesy shouldn't be ignored.

Heck, while you at it, steal the pins and hold their scissors (and that knife!) for ransom if they forget to pick those up after them.
Jessejealdi on October 30th, 2004 12:52 am (UTC)
stealing pins and/or holding scissors for random is one thing... but to steal someone's knife... that crosses lines far worse than any that had been crossed to this point... being a bit of a uh... collector of such things... I know I would probably be quite a bit above and beyond pissed off if someone even considered holding a knife that I owned for ransom... I've seriously injured people for even joking around about trying to take my knife away from me... guess that is just the country boy coming out in me though. Straight pins and scissors are fine... but let's leave the real toys out of this eh?
Ng-Master.  I prefer Dave, David, or DN.ngmaster on October 30th, 2004 01:06 am (UTC)
Hey, I agree with most of what you wrote about knives, and I can appreciate the enthusiasm one can have about such items. I once loaned someone my favorite knife to someone who was... forgetful (I didn't entirely trust the person) and it took a good month before I got it back. I was beside myself the whole time.

In this case as well as the situation described in the above comments, the knife would not have been stolen/subject to loss/cause personal injury if it wasn't handled carelessly. You mishandle something like a knife by accident or otherwise, you deserve the consequences. That was the point of the "hold knife for ransom" joke.

Addenum: I don't agree that knives are toys, not by a long shot.
Jessejealdi on October 30th, 2004 01:13 am (UTC)
no, they aren't toys. Just a phrase of wording. But I wouldn't take a person's knife for ransom as a joke or not even if they left it quivering in my desk table. Knives may or may not have special value for someone, and you never may know. So, I prefer to just not get too wrapped up in someone else's personal belongings like that.