Regency photos )

Essay is not progressing fast enough. In fact, I'm not sure if it's progressing at all. Bah! And my hair is shitting me to tears. I've been due for a haircut for the last 2 or 3 weeks but I haven't had the time (or the funds) to go get one. Split ends everywhere and I've been banned from playing with scissors or clippers. Bond's come back from the old house so I can now afford to go get it (and also get my scripts from the chemist if I can ever find the fuckers now), but I have stupid assignments to do. My red bits have all faded out to nothing too, but I need natural-looking hair for this weekend (or so much as I can look natural anyway) so I can't re-dye them. Phooey.

While I was in Canberra over the weekend I must admit, I had to stop and think when I saw the signs on the highway... Melbourne is only another 600km down the road. I miss my Melbourne ladies something fierce, it's hard to believe it's been 6 months already since I was down there last. Feel like yesterday, feels like forever.
Fucking fucking fuck. My fall-front trousers don't fit. Well they do, but they're rather tight around the thighs which means 1) you can see my womanly figure and 2) if I have to do anything that involves sitting or squatting, I have a very good chance that I'll rip a seam by the end of the day. Some of the seams are already a little iffy as the linen I used had a fairly loose weave, which is one of the reasons I haven't worn them in well over a year. Anyway, this means I have 3 days to write 2 essays and make a new pair. I fucking HATED making the last ones, so bloody finicky and they took forever. Grrr. Although at least I know the waistline is high enough, I tried them on with my artillery jacket and it was fine. And I already have a 2.5m piece of white linen in my stash that should be enough, although really they should be made out of canvas or possibly wool. Fucking McFuck.

ETA: Well that ruined a perfectly good piece of linen, I accidentally cut the exact same fit as the current pair. Ahh well, it should be OK to piece a chemise from, but pieced trousers look weird. Old-cotton-sheet-pants it is *facepalm* I shouldn't sew when I'm angry. And yet I don't seem to fuck up much if I sew when drunk... I'd so much rather be that sort of pissed right now. Maybe I should just go to bed...


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