Today began badly, with tangled, dry hair, a lint-covered black coat, the elevator at work being broken, and myself being both sleep-deprived and surrounded by a pod of Morning Persons calling to each other in mind-bending pitches. This is what I typed to comfort myself and avoid sudden-onset screaming.
But things got better. The SO brought me a chocolate cupcake, I found out that Santa's reindeer are all butch lesbians, my cat is clingy because of the cold, and I'm finally going to get to watch Friday Night Lights 101.
And! I worked with a pattern for a neck warmer to make the SO something warm and face-covering for 20 degree (F) weather. (Mock away once and future Canadians. California kid, here. It's not supposed to freeze in Surf City.) The yarn is this luscious baby alpaca that is so soft and cuddly that my cat is jealous. (She also wants to hunt and attack it, but that's normal for anything smaller than a breadbox.)
In further knitting news, I finished a lap blanket, an iPod sock, and a shawl recently. I almost feel like an actual knitter. Next up: redesigned scarf based on the famous Doctor Who scarf.
Meanwhile, in the war-torn country of Fandonia, the population is bursting with stories to tell. Will enough beta readers be discovered to edit the adventures of Samuel Winchester and his Hotass of Doom? Or will the dark forces of bad grammar keep the people down?
But things got better. The SO brought me a chocolate cupcake, I found out that Santa's reindeer are all butch lesbians, my cat is clingy because of the cold, and I'm finally going to get to watch Friday Night Lights 101.
And! I worked with a pattern for a neck warmer to make the SO something warm and face-covering for 20 degree (F) weather. (Mock away once and future Canadians. California kid, here. It's not supposed to freeze in Surf City.) The yarn is this luscious baby alpaca that is so soft and cuddly that my cat is jealous. (She also wants to hunt and attack it, but that's normal for anything smaller than a breadbox.)
In further knitting news, I finished a lap blanket, an iPod sock, and a shawl recently. I almost feel like an actual knitter. Next up: redesigned scarf based on the famous Doctor Who scarf.
Meanwhile, in the war-torn country of Fandonia, the population is bursting with stories to tell. Will enough beta readers be discovered to edit the adventures of Samuel Winchester and his Hotass of Doom? Or will the dark forces of bad grammar keep the people down?
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