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Wed, May. 9th, 2007, 10:57 pm
My, my, Livejournal. How I have neglected you!

How did it change from March 9 to April 9 so quickly? My junior year of college = over. Granted, I still have my two incompletes from first semester to finish..... thank God for the neverending patience of some of the professors here.

I would like to present a brief monologue based on my sewing machine adventures.

"A long, long time ago (anybody else want to sing some Don McLean with me? Anyone? No? Ok...), probably in another universe, Ashley, one of the loves of my life, gave me a sweet ass purse. That she had sewn herself. I thought this was a pretty freaking amazing gift. And it inspired me. I, too, wanted to know the mysteries of sewing. I lugged my mom's sewing machine out of a closet and forced her to give me direction. I started small, with a few bags, a scarf, and worked my way up to a legitimate blanket. My mind raced with ideas. That $$$$ shirt I saw in a magazine? Oh yeah, I can make that, no sweat. Then, I took it to the next level. I got my OWN sewing machine. I opened up the box, I read the instructions, I plugged it in, I threaded the top thread and the bobbin, and I placed my foot on the pedal. My wonderful moment of using my own sewing machine was ruined when the needle immediately quit working its up-down magic.
I undid the whole tangled mess of thread and caught fabric, rethreaded everything, and it happened again. Somehow, the top thread was getting wound around the metal parts holding the bobbin in place. Over and over, I threaded and rethreaded. I called my mom, I stomped around the room, I hurled obscenities. To no avail. My sewing machine refuses to work, and sits in a nearby corner on the lovely little table I got just for it, taunting me. Can someone please fix this so my dreams can live again? Otherwise, I can't sew until I go home, when my mom can fiddle with the machine herself and, fingers crossed, make it do what I tell it to do."

That's my monologue. Other than that, I just finished typing a concert report. I have only one more assignment due for Theory, and I am DONE forever with this semester. My cat is curled up on the back of the sofa, behind me, looking completely adorable. I wonder how I lived so long without her. I should get another digital camera, so I can take pictures of her and post them and you can all ooo and ahhhh over her.

Thu, May. 10th, 2007 03:40 am (UTC)

Good luck with your theory assignment.

Thu, May. 10th, 2007 11:32 am (UTC)

Oh gosh you'd be so proud. I worked my butt off in that class this semester. I've never spent so much time on anything in my life. No exaggeration. I went to this guy's office hours so often, I could just see the resignation when I knocked and he opened his door and saw that yes, it was me again. I may actually have pulled off an A, especially if he counts effort for anything. It's amazing, I'm tempted to put a Christmas tree and bake a cake in celebration of it all.

Thu, May. 10th, 2007 02:30 pm (UTC)

my new sewing machine came in a box, just like you i plugged it in & began to sew.. until it made this terrible clicking and banging sound and sucked my fabric into the bobbin area. obscenities and phone throwing ensued..

..keep trying? untangle the mess & take out the bobbin. is it the first bobbin? try a backup bobbin that hopefully came in the box.. i have an evil bobbin that doesn't work very well, so i drew an angry face on it so it will never be used again. take off the metal part below the needle & foot. spin the wheel on the right while looking into the metal abyss-- maybe there's some extra thread? do the same with the bobbin. blow out all of it like an old nintendo cartridge. THEN IT WILL WORK. and if it doesn't, then YELL "YOU BASTARD, IF YOU DON"T WORK, I'M PUTTING YOU BACK IN THAT BOX & RETURNING YOU"-- and then, it will cooperate. you know, after you give it a "good talking to." [hopefully?]