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Yep, still tired and in pain from the morning workout. I'm almost getting used to this. Except not. It is doing me some good, though. Number of plies is going up, number of push-ups is going up, flexibility and muscle tone, etc. So there's that. I just wish something like exercise energy high would kick in because building muscle or something just makes me sluggish for a bit. Maybe I need to rethink and start alternating things.

Costuming happened last night! I started in with the wig experiment and have discovered that, yes, superglue and thread make a decent sized plug type thing that I can use. Also I have a lot of extension hair. After that it's just a matter of seeing if I can stick it into the wig, and then I'll be golden. Well, spotted. I also got the headband for Faye Valentine painted and that turned out really well, and got the belt for Silk Spectre cut out and then promptly decided it looked horrible. What I might do, though, is cut that section in half, make more of a buckle cover over the front, and use that as a cover for a simple nylon webbing and buckle belt. Preferably a two-inch one.

But, yeah. Two of those were by and large a success! The third is just a pain in the ass and not essential anyway. This week I have even more costuming crap scheduled out, along with some writing, and hopefully between the lot of it I can get almost everything sorted and off my list. And then it's just down to the costume rebuilds. Which still frighten me.

I'm glad it's Friday. I'm not glad I had horrific dreams about the Lurking Bandit apparently taking an epileptic fit and somehow causing or being around for the derailing of a lot of freight trains that I had to witness from the window of a bus and what even about that? I would like less horrific dreams and more nice ones please thanks. Ah well. Hopefully today will be quietish, I can get writing and editing done. Ooh, and maybe repotting some of those no, I can't do that yet. But the boy brought home two new more further along tomato plants for me to hopefully not kill, so there's that. I can do that tomorrow sometime. Oh the glamourness of my life.

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Well. That was fun. And by fun I mean I'm so, so fucking tired of being a woman in a world that traditionally hates, loathes, and mistreats women. On the plus side, even if it's a morbid plus side, if I memorize this in Russian and German and maybe a couple other languages, I can be more helpful in an emergency?

And part of this was started by yet another post by another woman talking about how she is pushed on by men every day, and another part of this was surprisingly inspired by Kickstarter apologizing and making some pretty decent reparations, including a donation to RAINN that almost doubled what the guy got on his Kickstarter. It's definitely a start, and I appreciate that they did the donating thing unprompted and as part of the initial apology; far too often the donation comes after someone apologizes. And it looks like a real apology, too, so. Yay!

God, that fucking guy. I'm assuming you all have heard of this. ( Cutting for those of you who, like me, might be weary of all the misogyny in the world. )

Here, have some song lyrics so you can scroll down past the cut text without seeing it.

o/~ When we grow up will I be pretty
Will you be big and strong
Will I wear dresses that show off my knees
Will you wear trousers twice as long
Well I don't care if I'm pretty at all
And I don't care if you never get tall
I like what I look like, and you're nice small
We don't have to change at all

When we grow up will I be a lady
Will you be an engineer
If I have to wear things like perfume and gloves
I can still pull the whistle while you steer
Well I don't care if I'm pretty at all
And I don't care if you never get tall
I like what I look like, and you're nice small
We don't have to change at all

When I grow up I'm gonna be happy
And do what I like to do
Like making noise! And making faces.
And making friends like you.
And when we grow up do you think we'll see
That I'm still like you and you're still like me
I might be pretty, you might grow tall
But we don't have to change at all

I don't wanna change, see, 'cause I still wanna be your friend. For ever and ever and ever and ever...o/~

And now we feel better. Okay, Free to Be You And Me always makes me feel better anyway.

Slowly ripping this sleeve off for building things, and it's making me realize I'm going to need to attach straps to it somehow. Oops. Straps that can go under my arm and maybe around my neck, I need the internet to help me, I think, so that this sleeve that's suddenly going to be very heavy can stay hooked onto me and not fall off. First, though, I need to see what the shape of the sleeve will be when I'm starting out with it. Argh. I'm nervous and I really want this to work because otherwise I have no idea what I'm going to do. I mean, okay, I do, I'll just do the t-shirt and jeans and cape and do some seriously strung out looking makeup and that'll be it, but still argh! I'm really nervous and I want this to work, okay? Okay.

Well, at least I won't have long to wait to find out if this works or not. There's time blocked out for it this weekend. Tomorrow, actually. So! Progress on all the costumes, it's happening!