Philos volunteered to wear a chicken costume to iBlog4... if I can get one. Who knew that chicken costumes are so hard to find in this city? After weeks of fruitless search, I gave up and decided to make my own.

I haven't done any arts and crafts crap (say that quickly 10 times) in over 10 years, but I felt that I'm smart enough to pull it off. How hard can it be, right? A child could do it. Should be as easy as 1, 2, 3....

Step 1: acquire tools and materials

I did that over the weekend. Here's what I got.

- 3 sheets of white cartolina (P10.75 each)
- 1 sheet of red cartolina (P7.00; don't ask me why it's cheaper than the white ones, because I don't know)
- a pair of scissors (P22.50)
- a roll of double-sided tape, which smells strangely intoxicating (P21.75)
- a permanent marker, which also smells strangely intoxicating (P33.75)
- a "mathematical set" (P42.00). I don't know why I bought the whole set--I only needed a compass. I guess getting a whole box of extra stuff for an additional 20 pesos sounded like a good deal at the time. So now, I have a protractor, a couple of triangles, a ruler, and some other random objects, all of them in bright colors and utterly useless. Yay! So stupid.
- an old pencil from my high school days (well, at least that one is free)

So I spent a total of P159.25, which is most likely much cheaper than renting a costume.

Step 2: make costume

Being a procrastinator, I of course didn't start this task until less than 12 hours before iBlog. But I wasn't worried, because I had a plan.

Ha, piece of cake. Should be done in 20 minutes, right? Too bad I couldn't focus my sleepy brain enough to follow my own plan. I ended up making quite a few mistakes, and the 20 minutes cakewalk turned into three and a half hours of damage control. Damn.

Step 3: do last-minute panic adjustments

That's for later. I need to go sleep now if I want to have any chance of waking up before noon. The costume is more or less done, but it still doesn't have eye holes--I don't know where to put them because I forgot to measure Philos's head. Tsk. I'm not even sure it would fit him.

Oh well, we'll see what happens.