Writer's Block: Unplugged

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I could probably do it for free (Gods know it would do wonders for my writing and costuming that keeps piling up), but as long as people are handing out free money, I'd pick a nice comfortable sum.
I think withdrawal pains that I would suffer would amount to "Uhhhg I can't procrastinate!" and suddenly having the urge to blog about something and realizing that I can't.
I don't think that I'd be bored, but more that I would have to force myself into things that take more mental and physical effort than staring at a computer screen all day. Which is so haaaaarrrrrd *whines like a child*
I actually wonder if I would get things done in that time, or if I would just find new ways to procrastinate?

Writer's Block: As primitive as can be

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An endless notebook, and something to write with that would never break/run out. I'm just covering my bases here.
I don't think I would mind much being stuch on an island (presuming this one has food/water sources). But we all know I would go pretty crazy and have to write it all down.

Things going on.

I attached the trim to my Roy jacket today. While it didn't go particularly WELL, it did not go nearly as bad as I hoped. I'm still not entirely sure how to attach bias tape. For one thing, it seems that for some reason when I fold it over, instead of going nicely over the edge, it folds the edge over. But that wasn't my biggest problem - folding it over, for some reason, does not cover the stitch line from the other side. It SHOULD cover it but...ah.
Well, rather than unstitching the whole thing, I've decided just to paint over the grey stitches that haven't been covered. This whole jacket has been one learning experience after another. BUT the it looks quite fine as it is.

Still have to make the epaulets, add trim to the cuffs, and then add embellishments (still have to attach the cord, and figure out closures for the jacket.

I'm reading The Lies of Locke Lamora by Scott Lynch. It just succeeded in thoroughly breaking my heart, but I've gotten up the courage to continue reading it.

I feel restless, and I don't know why. I will be leaving my house on wednesday, though. Going to class with my bro, and hopefully also getting bubble tea.