I would like...
Apr. 28th, 2010 03:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kyburgA mimosa as big as my head. Refillable, please.
Some classes in stained glass, complete with kiln privileges. Ditto ceramics, and please have a wheel that works.
A place to lay out fabric and patterns that I don't have to walk on later because I always lose pins in the process and guess how I find them later. No, really. Guess.
A place to take all of my dolls out of storage and display them. This hasn't existed since I was 12. When I was expected to put my dolls aside and grow up, I tossed Life the figure and kept them. But they've been in storage almost as long as that decision. *sigh* (People would probably be shocked at my fashion design skills - I had to make all the clothes for the dolls, sometimes even the dolls themselves - and sometimes, even out of toliet paper and paper towels. Missed my calling much? Hey, I like eating.)
Even the ones I made myself when the house burned down when I was 13. Out of torn sheets we were using for rags, faces colored in with colored pencils I dipped in water.
Someone with patience enough to practice sign language with me. I literally sit on my hands when in the presence of a deaf person. I am THAT bad. And if you know how much I love words and being able to express them properly, you know the shame that brings me. I can't talk to you. And I can't even say how sorry I am about it.
I'd like a few more days off. I don't need many. Just, perhaps one a month or so.
Think I'll go get some chocolate before I go home. That, I can have.
Some classes in stained glass, complete with kiln privileges. Ditto ceramics, and please have a wheel that works.
A place to lay out fabric and patterns that I don't have to walk on later because I always lose pins in the process and guess how I find them later. No, really. Guess.
A place to take all of my dolls out of storage and display them. This hasn't existed since I was 12. When I was expected to put my dolls aside and grow up, I tossed Life the figure and kept them. But they've been in storage almost as long as that decision. *sigh* (People would probably be shocked at my fashion design skills - I had to make all the clothes for the dolls, sometimes even the dolls themselves - and sometimes, even out of toliet paper and paper towels. Missed my calling much? Hey, I like eating.)
Even the ones I made myself when the house burned down when I was 13. Out of torn sheets we were using for rags, faces colored in with colored pencils I dipped in water.
Someone with patience enough to practice sign language with me. I literally sit on my hands when in the presence of a deaf person. I am THAT bad. And if you know how much I love words and being able to express them properly, you know the shame that brings me. I can't talk to you. And I can't even say how sorry I am about it.
I'd like a few more days off. I don't need many. Just, perhaps one a month or so.
Think I'll go get some chocolate before I go home. That, I can have.
