State of the Neko address: week 23

song+ Everything Is Beautiful- Kylie Minogue- Aphrodite
book+ Wonder Woman- Gods of Gotham
scent+ chocolate
quest+ dolly sewing/ fixing the Moose drama
upper+ i'm feeling rather productive lately
downer+ Moosifer drama has increased exponentially
attire+ pajamas
drink+ milk

so i did a bit of sewing this weekend. nothing's done, but i'm not too far from the point it can be photographed. I'll probably work on it a bit more tonight. the one dress i have at a reasonable stage of completion isn't the one i was most excited to make, but i can't find the fabric i wanna use for it, so it's on the back burner. hopefully i'll be able to find it soonish. the one i'm working on is pretty nice though, definitely satisfied thus far.. the EiD boobies are somewhat terrifying to fit. X.x so massive! and the hips too.. if someone else has worked up basic patterns for EiD clothes, i totally need to get them. i know i just can't make them myself, it'll be WAY too much work!

it's really that the chest area is so curvy that it's an exercise in frustration to attempt wrapping any paper around the torso to try to figure out the basic needed darting. i may attempt the tape-and-plastic wrap approach, but even that could prove tricky. i'd really rather find someone else's patterns and go from there. or possibly try shrinking down an adult human pattern that already has darting figured out. and i guess there's always buying stuff pre-made from Iple and trying to structure a pattern based on that. *shrug* it's kinda a pricey way to do it though. i mean yeah, she'd totally wear whatever i ordered, but the international shipping isn't cheap, even (especially) on smaller orders. i guess i could host a group thing.. we'll see.

for now i'm just focused on getting through repeats of old roommate issues i thought we'd worked out with Moose. apparently mature conversations about expectations and considerations expire after a few weeks. who knew? frankly i'm sick of it and when she comes home tonight i'll tell her as much. she has until Dec 31st to be an adult roommate and not a spoiled child. we are not the managers of a closet/storage business. she can be an adult and treat us with respect and consideration, or she can find somewhere else to live. we're re-signing the lease here through (i think) February. if at the end of December i still feel like i wanna ground her then she'll have two months to find somewhere else to live. we've catered to her whims more than has been good for her, for far too long. in February she will have had full-time employment for a full year, that should be enough time to catch up her debts and stop being immature and irresponsible. i'm done being understanding and accommodating. i want what she owes me, i want to be able to respect the people i live with. i still love her, as infuriating as she can be, but i don't think i can live with her anymore. not having a driver living with us is part of why we moved so close to work, but i don't like this neighborhood, and honestly since she's NEVER HOME we may as well not have a roommate at all. frankly i think she'd be better off with the tough love, not living with us will show her how much she's taken us for granted. i'm thinking i'd rather conquer my terror when it comes to driving (thanks to 'lessons' bordering on verbal abuse from Poppa- definitely more of a “this is what you DON'T do” scenario) and buy my own car than deal with her entitled attitude and “i've renounced drama from my life” drama. yeah, for someone who claims to be above petty dramas (she's in a “more spiritual place” apparently homelessness is good for that at least) she generates more of it than anyone else i've ever known. that's not even factoring in her passive-aggressive (i'm kinda the authority on it, ask mom!) ways of obeying the letter of the laws Kyu and i passed down but not the spirit.. there's been more than one conversation along the lines of this, usually for about 20 minutes before i hit my breaking point.

us: these things will not be permitted in our apartment under any circumstances.
her: what if it's not mine?
us: why would you have it then? still no.
her: what if i don't know?
us: tell your friends beforehand it's taboo, still no.
her: what if someone does something somewhere then brings along the byproduct?
us: doing that is stupid in the first place, still no.
her: what if..
me: i said NO! What part of this are you failing to comprehend?? were you hit with the stupid stick??

admittedly, i'm not the most patient person when someone's trying to fine-print/loophole around the things i just plain refuse to compromise on. i'm not her mother and if she wants to screw up her life doing stupid things, that's her choice- agency and all- but damn it, she's not gonna screw up mine! also the rules we insisted on were the same ones we insisted on when Nasian was our roommate, and he didn't find them hard to deal with at all, so it's definitely a maturity thing.. and honestly being borderline alcoholic living an essentially Mormon existence was BIZARRE for him, but the nights he wanted to do something he knew would make me uncomfortable, he'd let us know he had other plans and he'd stay gone until he was sober again. Moose isn't an alcoholic, don't worry, but it should be easier for her to behave since she doesn't have the horrible burden of addiction. just stupid extended teenage rebellion against any perceived authority trying to keep her from having any fun. whatever.