In a climate-controlled cabinet in one corner was the original scroll in the shaky handwriting of St. John the Divine of Patmos, whose “Revelation” had been the alltime best seller. Aziraphale had found him a nice chap, if a bit too fond of odd mushrooms.
Terry Pratchett (& Neil Gaimen, Good Omens, p 96)
I’m Jewish, so I don’t take the, ah, musings of St John seriously. But, growing up in America has made me aware of the Christian symbolism of the number 666. This is my 666th post on this blog, and … eh. Who cares?
Right now, if assisted suicide were legal I might just be considering who I could bribe to kill me in exchange for my stash. This morning, when I woke up, I felt a 100x better than yesterday. I spent the day being 10x more chipper, awake, and healthy than my family (mostly because I had the great good sense to take Nyquil last night and crash) until about 2 hours ago. When my body decided that it had had enough of being healthy and was going to punish me for feeling good before.
I have since medicated myself within an inch of unconciousness and am going to post this before I go to bed. Today, I have to admit, I got a lot done. I finished my “big” item (wove in the ends after The Blocking) for the MYB2 Swap and got everything else I wanted to put in together. I spent 2 or 3 hours making little goodies to wrap in, dyed the wool I plan on spinning for the yarn, and put everything together in a pile. I then finished the b-day present I made for Opus (well, one of them) and blocked it. Here they all are:
I don’t worry about Opus getting a sneak peak of her present, because I don’t think she reads my blog anymore (her classes are running her into the ground currently) and I doubt you can tell what my swap items are, other than green (my partner’s fav colour). So, there they are. The scarf was made from handspun yarn I recieved in the Fall Handspun Swap I organized all those months ago. I had planned on making something for myself with it, until I saw Opus buy yarn exactly like it to make wrist warmers over the weekend. I then decided it was Fate, and that I had to make her a matching scarf to go with her wristwarmers and matching coat.
I also decided that, once I put it on, I reallyreally want a scarf exactly like it and will need to make myself one ASAP. Warm and soft and sqooshy. It’s also really wide (don’t worry, the dropped stitches bunch up well) and long.
I also got another repeat on L’s b-day present done. And I realised that I’m not as close to being done as I thought. Great. I’d had no idea that I had so much yarn left. And, I refuse to waste it. And, she’s tall, so it won’t matter ;D
I just glanced at my inbox and I have 41 messages. Oy.
Onto something less overwhelming. I took some stupid pictures today, and felt like sharing them (aren’t you lucky?), from inside the new car (the ones my parents insisted I couldn’t carry knitting needles in until I delivered The Ultimatum). See, look!, snow around the buttes that surround the Willamette Valley:
And, in TV News, it appears that Heroes has the same knitting space-time continuum altering powers that the The X-Files does. I watched the first 6 episodes back-to-back after running errands all day (someone had to get the DayQuil and NyQuil for these people) and got tons done (most of which I can’t show, because they’re goodies for the swap, but…) and wow, cool show. I had come in on episode 6 or 7 and have been beyond confused since. My brother, mother, and I have been dutifully watching it on Sci-Fi trying to figure out what the h3ll is going on. We finally got it tonight. It took us about 4.5 hours (bless the DVR), but we now know what eps 7 – 9 meant. So… yeah. Coolies.
Now, I think I may just crash. And, look!, before midnight, too. That’s an achievement in and of itself…
Edited at 12:27 AM (yeah, totally couldn’t sleep, and I had blogs to read and emails to avoid…) to add:
- Yourself: sick
- Your boyfriend/girlfriend (spouse): nonexistant
- Your hair: curly
- Your mother: wacky
- Your Father: exhausted
- Your Favorite Item: ipod
- Your dream last night: weird
- Your Favorite drink: blush wine
- Your Dream Car: yellow
- The room you are in: messy
- Your Ex: which?
- Your fear: spiders
- What you want to be in 10 years? me
- Who you hung out with last night? family
- What You’re Not: stupid
- Muffins: chocolate
- One of Your Wish List Items: plushies
- Time: misapplies
- The Last Thing You Did: craftster
- What You Are Wearing: knits
- Your Favorite Weather: rain
- Your Favorite Book: satirical
- The Last Thing You Ate: medicine
- Your Life: strange
- Your Mood: pensive
- Your best friend: away
- What are you thinking about right now? knitting
- Your car: which?
- What are you doing at the moment? staring
- Your summer: soft
- Your relationship status: disinterested
- What is on your TV? DVDs
- What is the weather like? cold
- When is the last time you laughed? earlier
- Who do you tag? You