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clevermanka) wrote2008-05-28 09:20 am
clevermanka) wrote2008-05-28 09:20 am
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Oh, for the LOVE, part 2
Today is going well. I remembered the camera. But can't find the adapter to download images from it to the computer. I know I had it here at work. I know I did. I can't find it. Typical.
Last night was really great, too. A stellar day.
I canceled plans with friends for no reason whatsoever since what I hoped to do wasn't possible until after I would've been home from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bestill's house anyway.
I discovered that all my costume bras are too big. Way too big. None of them fit at all, anymore. None of them are alterable where I need to alter them. I must start an entirely new costume wardrobe from scratch. Judging from the way the costume bras fit, I have lost a cup size in my breasts and an inch (possibly more) around my back. Weight loss = hurray, but this particular size change sucks hairy donkey balls.
New bra-buying should also probably go on the agenda. Yay.
While working on the now-very-necessary new costume for an upcoming gig (and my Smoker appearances this fall), I broke the center medallion of my Cost Less bra cover. Those of you who aren't longtime belly dancers probably have no idea of the heartbreak involved here. I'll liken it to breaking the spine, or perhaps accidentally ripping pages, of a famous and beloved book that has gone out of print.
To add insult to injury, I had to shop at damned Wal-Mart to buy a new bra base because nobody else sells cheap, thickly padded bras. And yes, I've looked for non-cheap, thickly padded bras elsewhere. Also, I'm stuck with three D-cup bra bases I bought a couple years ago that I can't use now. Unless, you know, I chuck the whole exercise thing and go back to being a lazy eat-whatever-I-damn-well-please slug.
Which at this point is sounding pretty fucking good.
Bah.
Last night was really great, too. A stellar day.
I canceled plans with friends for no reason whatsoever since what I hoped to do wasn't possible until after I would've been home from
bestill's house anyway. I discovered that all my costume bras are too big. Way too big. None of them fit at all, anymore. None of them are alterable where I need to alter them. I must start an entirely new costume wardrobe from scratch. Judging from the way the costume bras fit, I have lost a cup size in my breasts and an inch (possibly more) around my back. Weight loss = hurray, but this particular size change sucks hairy donkey balls.
New bra-buying should also probably go on the agenda. Yay.
While working on the now-very-necessary new costume for an upcoming gig (and my Smoker appearances this fall), I broke the center medallion of my Cost Less bra cover. Those of you who aren't longtime belly dancers probably have no idea of the heartbreak involved here. I'll liken it to breaking the spine, or perhaps accidentally ripping pages, of a famous and beloved book that has gone out of print.
To add insult to injury, I had to shop at damned Wal-Mart to buy a new bra base because nobody else sells cheap, thickly padded bras. And yes, I've looked for non-cheap, thickly padded bras elsewhere. Also, I'm stuck with three D-cup bra bases I bought a couple years ago that I can't use now. Unless, you know, I chuck the whole exercise thing and go back to being a lazy eat-whatever-I-damn-well-please slug.
Which at this point is sounding pretty fucking good.
Bah.