Bitching. Childishly.

I know this is going to be really whiney of me, but it's my live journal, I'm exhausted and quite frankly, put out. I spent far too long on my frelling drabble yesterday, and I didn't even get full points for it. I don't know where exactly where I lost them - either rating, word count or they simply didn't like the idea enough, but I'm rather annoyed about it. I may email them later, when I'm less tired and cranky and try and find out where I went wrong. I know I've said it isn't about winning, but damnit, I worked my ass off on that thing and I know it's a good one.

Wow.

You know, I'm sitting here, bitching about how bored I am, when I have a million things I could be doing.

Like my room. My costume. Watching the Harry Potter movie on TV. Writing.

Like all humans, I'm a little dense sometimes. Signing off to go do something NOT related to the computer screen. Sorry I missed you Bergmann :(

... must get to sewing. I'll pattern tonight :)

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Screw it.

I spent two hours trying to pattern and have NOTHING to show for it.

I'm going to get Pris' help with the top and just buy a cheap mini-skirt and pattern after it. I have to hit Value Village anyway - I'll find something while I'm there.

You know, I really would have made my life a lot easier if I'd started on this sooner. *sighs*