I’m slooowly nudging along sockage. It’s finally gotten long enough to start changing to another colour, so that’s nice. I’m not not-knitting, but I guess I’ve just been a bit too fatigued to deal with it. Crochet is that arse-hair less thinky, so. It also doesn’t help that I have a smidge of headcold *again*, so add that atop the cumulative effects of messing up my sleep once, and yeaah. I’m impressed with how productive I’ve managed to be today work-wise.
Past that, not much to report. I’m here, I’m vaguely alive, etc.