Update on my brother: He did get his medication today. But not without a fight. The nurse had to call in my dad to help convince him to take his medication. Here's a tip to the fuckwad nurse--GIVE HIM THE SHOT ON TIME NEXT TIME and there won't be a problem.

I'm relieved but my dad had a pretty traumatic day being accused of being a part of the vast conspiracy trying to kill my brother by poisoning him.

I'm in the black hole of sizes (14-16), now. But I'm edging up into the plus size isn't too small anymore. I'm surpisingly untroubled by this fact. My height isn't helping but there's nothing I can do about being 5'4".

OmG! 2 Hour MI-5 this Friday!!!

I'm so happy!!!

Whenever I buy clothes, I always think that women's clothes should just be sized by measurement. It would be so much easier.

Oh goodness, wouldn't it? Which is why I've been so happy to find sellers on eBay (all companies out of Hong Kong, true) that will make the sort of clothes I want to my measurements, with no surcharges for custom sizing.

I haven't paid much attention to guys and their ability to get stuff in their size--my father is pretty textbook proportionately (although hardly representative) and he seems to have no problem.

However many of the guys at krav have a worse time than I do. Makes sense, I guess. The existence of sizing by measurement doesn't actually ensure your size in the store.

I'm getting no love from the ebay instant winner contest. Anyone here playing?

And people still have wildly different proportions. I'm glad that vintage stuff on eBay is listed with measurements, but it still doesn't mean that many of them fit me.

Which is why I've been so happy to find sellers on eBay (all companies out of Hong Kong, true) that will make the sort of clothes I want to my measurements, with no surcharges for custom sizing.

I think what the Buffistas need, surely as much as our own island and a teleporter, is a devoted seamstress who works only for us. Who makes all of our clothes custom, so there's none of this frustrating shopping going on, and clothes that are suddenly too loose or too snug can be taken in or out easily (because she would be wise enough to include seam allowances).

Just think of the things she could be making, while we ply her with Fernet and good music and DVDs! Vintage inspired dresses for Aimee, corsets and petticoats for Jilli, sundresses for ita, and magically fitting and flattering jeans for everyone who wants them!

Seriously. Although my most unfavorite size was busting-out-of-14. "Regular" sized clothes were too small, plus size were too big.

I hated this, too. I carry all my weight in my hips, but my waist stays relatively smaller. So pants never fit right -- if they fit in the hips they were too loose in the waist.

I've lost some weight recently (I'm not even trying, either, which is weird) and recently bought two pairs of size 10 pants (in two different brands). But I have a pair of size 15 cheapo Mossimo pants I bought at Target two years ago, that were always slightly too tight to wear, and they fit fine now. Makes no sense.

I just wish I could take all my clothes with me as I bounced up and down the size chart

So much this. I'm happy to lose weight, except for where I can't actually afford to buy all new clothes, and I have a lot of clothes I really love that are too big now, in a looks-weird-falling-off way.

Okay, where is Plei, and WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH HER? WHO ARE YOU WORKING FOR? EAT A MUFFIN, WHITEY! CAN YOU SMELL WHAT THE TEP IS COOKING?

DUDE, MY TASTE BUDS ARE BROKEN.

Update on my brother: He did get his medication today. But not without a fight. The nurse had to call in my dad to help convince him to take his medication. Here's a tip to the fuckwad nurse--GIVE HIM THE SHOT ON TIME NEXT TIME and there won't be a problem.

I'm glad he got the shot. I feel so badly for him, and for your poor dad.

I think what the Buffistas need, surely as much as our own island and a teleporter, is a devoted seamstress who works only for us.

Oh, what a lovely dream.

I just wish I could take all my clothes with me as I bounced up and down the size chart

Yep. While I'm happy about my new size, the amount of time I've spent taking in favorite dresses and skirts is insane. And I'm probably going to have to sell off one of my favorite jackets, because I don't know if I could find a tailor to take it in properly. Which, I know, is a silly thing to fret about.