And this is how you know I’ve been kidnapped and brainwashed (and possibly anally-probed) by aliens
22 March 2006
I made a bag.
I sat down and hand-stitched a bag. I drew and cut out a pattern, and very carefully pinned things together, and sewed intermittently for three days (usually when we put on a DVD). Fuck me. I’ll be reading Martha Stewart or Better Homes and Gardens magazines for inspiration next.
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Did the aliens at least buy you dinner or a drink first, or did they just take advantage of you after you left the Londoner?
Comment by Terry — 22 March 2006 @ 10:43 am
You can't trust them aliens. It's always "I'll get you a drink tomorrow, babe", and then in the morning they're gone.
Comment by eldan — 22 March 2006 @ 11:04 am
Sigh. I'm still waiting for them to call. Hehe.
Comment by andrea — 22 March 2006 @ 1:54 pm
THey weren't aliens… they were England rugby supporters!
Comment by TuTu — 22 March 2006 @ 2:04 pm
You wish!
Comment by Andrea — 22 March 2006 @ 2:20 pm