this is what i'm working on. The process is pretty much stitching different fabrics together and making them into cuffs. I can't remember where i put the sew on snaps. ARGH!! and i just saw the the other day!! So i've been playing around with making button holes(horrible!!).
and here's the other ideas i'm putting together. 
i just really want to find those snaps! I've emptied out all my "bits and pieces" boxes from my table and i didn't find anything..
sometimes things happen in life that make you think: what the fuck?!!?
seriously..i just went through the weirdest experience today. First off, today seemed like it was going so slow. The hands on my clock were going so slow as i was reevaluating yesterday's events, events that one may see as unfavourable perhaps. But for whom? I am not sure. I just know that the last part of last night shouldn't have happened.
Did you know mice/rats(whatever the heck that was...) crawl up and swim upwards in your toilet? umm yeah...luckily, i have my toilet lid down at all times so that the cat won't drink from there.It appeared out of nowhere...NOT from my apartment. But she heard it. And then i heard it. And then .... things happened that i wish didn't happen. You know it's confusing when things like that appear out of nowhere and you think : hmm what to do? but what CAN you do? Do you risk getting bitten and/or have a rabid mouse run through the house? and/or have a non rabies vaccinated* cat bite it and scratch it and then deal with vet bills and possible death of my best friend? sigh...it just wasn't meant to be. I guess he knew where he was going and poor thing gave up. He could only fight the water and try to hold on until his very last breath. He eventually drowned sadly, but such is life. I feel responsible because when a living thing is fighting fr life, no matter what it is, how do you stand there and do nothing?!? it's weird. It's a weird power that is given to you, but you have to choose: my cat's health or this little creature's life.
I called my parents for about 10 minutes and i was given options and no way was is going to touch it or dump water on its head to watch it die in front of me.
By the time the call was over and i was done bawling my eyes out, the noise from the toilet bowl stopped. No more sounds of frantic scratching. It gave up. And that's the end of that.
and as childish as this sounds, i'm now afraid to sit on my toilet, in case some other mouse crawls out of there and bites me in places nobody should be bitten. oh yes. LAUGH!! i'm actually afraid to go sleep in fear of what dreams may take form from this.
seriously though...how do these things happen? What are the chances of this happening? I'd like to see research done on "how many people have dealt with rodents coming out of their toilet". Sigh...city life.
seriously....it came out of nowhere...swam up from somewhere! no traces of mice here, and no cat chasing things.
*my cat isn't vaccinated for rabies because she doesn't ever go outside unattended. And i don't believe in pumping my cat(or myself) with medicine if it's not necessary. It weakens the body.
