Posts Tagged ‘annoyed’

meh

Monday, August 31st, 2009

I had kind of a crappy weekend this weekend and now it’s Monday. Not in the best mood. Whatever.

I kind of feel like this mug I made suggests:

Bite Me mug

Anywho … I’ll keep the B&M to a minimum. Basically I had 2 craft shows on Saturday (9 hours) and came out with $20 profit.  A little annoyed because I sold some stuff for a friend (fabric) and she came out with $37.  I kind of feel like I should get a cut of that since I did the work, but whatever.  I’ll just continue to be annoyed.

Along with the craft show bitching, I have to mention that I was extremely annoyed with a couple of weird/creepy people at the second show that I did. I mean, I guess I should have expected weird/creepy people, but I like to think that not all people who enjoy tattoos/tattoo shops/horror stuff are that kind of person (take me for example!).

There was one dude that just would NOT leave me alone (we’ll call him beardy). He was trying to buy the shirt off my back.  Annoying. I’m wearing it. Not for sale.  No, not even for a million bucks. Okay, maybe for $100.  So when I said $100 (assuming the guy wouldn’t go for it) he said, “well how about $70?”  Did I not just say this shirt was NOT for sale?  Annoying. He wouldn’t leave me alone all night. Followed me around. I mean, he was nice, but I’m not interested. I said I have a boyfriend, so take a hint and beat it.

Then there was this really old creepy dude with a cane (we’ll call him caney).  He came up to me when my partner in crime, Sarah, had gone off somewhere. He’s all “I’d like to work with you,” and I asked, “Well what do you do?” He said, “Photography.” So I started to give him the schpeel about how I work at Drake and how we’re always looking for new photographers … but then I opened up the “portfolio” he handed me and stopped short.  There was a photo of a fat unattractive chick wearing a burlesuqe-type outfit hanging on a tombstone in the cemetary.  No offense to anyone, but really, this kind of “photography” is best with attractive people — which is what creeped me out most about this — like he had used his grand daughter or something.

So I flipped the pages and it, of course, got worse. Like a train wreck. I couldn’t look away, but was completely grossed out. And the grand finale (BTW — he had like 5 pictures in his “portfolio” of the same girl. Also creeped me out and lead back to the grand daughter theory) — it was what looked like a closeup of a mouth with creepy fang dentures in it.  Bet you can’t guess what it was.

I told the (awesome) lady in charge of the show about the guy but they couldn’t really do anything about it. So he just sat by our booth and stared at us all night while Sarah’s husband sat back and laughed and drank a beer (I don’t blame him — I’d do the same thing — and he did make sure I got to my car okay at the end of the night).  Creepy. Creepy. Creepy. People like that belong in a special kind of hell.

Somewhat related — biggest crappy thing that happened this weekend: Sewing machine died. For good.

What am I going to do without a sewing machine?  I can’t spend the time to sew things by hand (and frankly, my hand sewing is so terrible that it’s not worth it).  I’m mostly worried about Christmas presents. I had planned to spend this month working on Christmas presents (all using the sewing machine) so I could get a head start on them before the holiday season starts and before other people have custom requests to fill.

So, how much does a new machine cost you say? Well, if I want to get another dud like the one I have, then $100-$200.  If I want a machine that will last me for years to come, $200-$500.

I found 2 used ones on craigslist yesterday, but haven’t heard back from either of the people I emailed.  Both were good machines, but just slightly used.  I’m crossing my fingers. Otherwise, I’m going to have to do a fundraiser or something because I really need a machine and I just can’t afford it and I am in no way shape or form going to put that on my credit card.

Anyway, that’s the end of my rant. I guess I’ll finish painting my tattoo dish set that I started a while back and I will have to hand sew the rest of my Michael Jackson craft swap materials. Fortunately those are all small items and don’t have to be great quality (since I’m not selling them), so I think I should be okay.  For those, there’s always fabric glue. :)

death of a good friend

Friday, June 19th, 2009

my sewing machine died again last night. it had been resurrected (ironically) on Easter evening this year. Maybe it can be reborn on Christmas?

This puts me in a tough position. I can’t afford a new machine right now and I’ve got a LOT of projects that I need to get done. I’m doing a craft swap right now on craftster.org and have only gotten 2/4-6 things done and can’t really do much else without my sewing machine.  If I don’t complete the swap on time I get negative feedback and can’t participate in other swaps. Not to mention I’d be letting my swap partner down and I’d rather not do that.  I have things I was getting ready for next weekend in Chicago to give to my girlies.  I have a craft swap going on with a co-worker that was due on next Wednesday.  I have onsies I was making (fortunately I got the 3 for my friend done — the one left is for my niece). I was going to start making/selling bags.  I was in the middle of my sister’s quilt, then I was going to make my grandma one, Kasey’s mom one and Adria one and THEN start selling them (at $100 a pop, these would be my biggest money-makers).  Not to mention I had a few requests from friends and family for different things (my cousin Travis is wanting a t-shirt quilt… Kasey wants a t-shirt quilt… I had a few bag requests).  That and I just launched To DIY For and was planning to make a few more recon t-shirts to fill that store.

BOOOOOO.

I just offered up 50% off on Mary Kay since I am quitting selling that.  I should have offered 40% so I could make a little to go towards a new machine, but of course, the machine broke again AFTER I made the offer.  

Oh, and to top it off, my iPod touch (you know…what I spent my 2008 tax refund $ on) broke yesterday. The audio for music and movies quit working. It plays sounds still when you send/receive mail…but no audio on the music. It’s not just the headphones either. It’s the speaker/headphones. I downloaded the new software for it yesterday, so I’m sure that’s what did it. Sooo now I have to pay to send it in to get it fixed because their crappy software doesn’t work. Thanks, Apple.

Anyway, that’s my rant for the day. I’m going to be in a very long conference today ALL day then I’ll be driving home.  So, LONG day.

I’ve been browsing the web for the ideal sewing machine, and here’s what I want. It’s so dang expensive though. :(

daylight saving time can lick my (perverbial) left nut

Tuesday, March 10th, 2009

as you can see, i’m having a hard time adjusting to our yearly “spring forward” one hour.

it’s still dark. it’s 7:30 a.m.  not a fan. a week ago I was all, “sweet. it’s light out early in the morning. i can get up at 7 and run 3-4 miles in the a.m.”  THEN i found out that daylight saving time was going to start that weekend and i was kind of sad.

yesterday i managed to fall back asleep after my alarm went off, resulting in me being an hour and a half late to work. i managed to eat breakfast at 11, lunch at 3 and not  leave work until almost 6 because i felt like it was still 5 p.m. although, i did get to go to awesome abs at 7 p.m. because i just finished my 4 mile run at the bell center *right* before it started…so I guess that was okay.

last night i couldn’t sleep again because of the time change. i wasn’t tired so i spent the night lying there thinking, “i have to go to bed i have to sleep i have to get sleep because i have to get up and work and i have to run 8 miles tomorrow and i can’t run 8 miles on no sleep.”  i woke up at 6. my mind wanted to go back to sleep…body said no.

here i am again. most likely going to be late for work. no matter how early i get up i still manage to waste enough time to be ten minutes late. i even thought to myself this morning, “gee, you should get to work by 7:30 and you can totally leave by 4″  (as if that would ever happen if I did get there by 7:30)

that is all. i probably should hurry up and get ready for work. i need to pack breakfast and lunch yet. d’oh. i #fail.