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Yes yes, I know, I deserve a pun-ishment. *rimshot* My general response to bad puns is to banish people to Xanth, because fitting. But it doesn’t change that Smallhausen has the class bear this weekend, and I was taken with an urge to knit a scarf for it. I’m taking pictures pretending that the bear is doing the knitting, so… Read more »
It could have been a drama-filled one, but instead it was nice. Someone was being especially dramatic about everything, but as they fecked off to another part of the pub altogether, it didn’t bother me none. It did bother some of the other members, who were only just having to raise that said person was a bit of a fussy… Read more »
Every night when I go to bed, I put my hair back in a braid. It helps me keep my hair out of my way when I sleep. I used to push pull it back in a ponytail, but it was putting really uncomfortably pressure on the back of my head for some reason. I normally take it out in… Read more »
I woke up this morning feeling sort of human, but definitely with pea soup fogbrain. I managed to chuck enough caffeine at it to clear it up by afternoon, but that had a headache to follow it. Which meant pills, and more caffeine, ’cause I wanted to be in semi-decent form. Why? I was having a friend to visit for… Read more »
We have two cats, siblings Batman and Poison. Poison was named before we ever got her (or knew she was a girl) because I am a smart-ass. In Z’s parent’s garage, there was a rat poison dish that looked like a fancy monogrammed pet dish, with the word ‘Poison’ on it. And I’m like… that’s hilarious, I’m naming our future… Read more »
I’ve made some decent progress on my second sock this weekend, tra la! I finished and turned the heel, and am making lovely progress down the foot. I’m not counting on having it done before Thursday’s knitting session, but I’m just happy that, once again, that second sock feels like it flies by as compared to the first. I’m always… Read more »
One thing Smallhausen was worried about with me getting new glasses and recolouring my hair is that I would, somehow, no longer be myself. She was patting my hair earlier and declaring it still not to be red (the butt <3), but that I was still me. That was good. Even if it was a silly quasi-fear, I wasn’t going… Read more »
I was feeling the brain fog hard this morning. Like, it took me over half an hour of blinking before I could get my body moving out of bed. I felt a bit bad about it ’cause Z had to get Smallhausen to school, and there I was, unintentionally taking my sweet time. Hopefully I’ll feel more human after the… Read more »
Alas, the things I’m trying to sort aren’t exactly this half of my desk, ha ha. I *DID* finally sit down and finish inventorying my wool supplies, so that was pleasing. Hah, so of course I stand up and try to move things around a little bit. It’s still pretty bad, but it’s just that little bit more ordered. I… Read more »
I don’t know why, but on nights when I’m out, when I get home and mail my blog pictures to myself from my phone, they take for-effin-ever to get to me, forcing me to send them another route. It’s very frustrating because oh hey, I’m tired and want to get in bed. But I have set myself this task of… Read more »
