Sunday, April 22, 2007
Friday, April 20, 2007
finals finals finals
So this morning I was doing normal morning stuff (get dressed, trip over the cat, burn myself on the toaster oven, etc.), and the knitting came pouting over to me with one of those "I'm depressed and it's your fault but I'm going to pretend like everything's fine" looks. Generally I ignore such silly behaviour, but I make allowances for my knitting. I mean, it's my knitting. So I said, "What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing..."
Ok, fine. I went back to burning myself on the toaster oven.
"It's just you've spent all week with those textbooks!"
Slightly surprised, I said, "But you know I have exams next week."
"That's not an excuse. We were together before you had exams."
That doesn't even make any sense, but again, I let it slide. Knitting.
"Listen, this isn't because I don't like you anymore. You know I love you. You know I want to spend every waking moment with you. But, if in the near future you want me to have disposable income to spend on you, you have to leave me and the textbooks alone for a few days."
The knitting didn't answer. It slunk back to the knitting basket (where it belongs) and I went to work. I thought about telling it about the lovely long train ride we'll have together next week, or the lovely nice yarn shop we can visit in Detroit, but it's being so pouty I don't even want to.
"Oh, nothing..."
Ok, fine. I went back to burning myself on the toaster oven.
"It's just you've spent all week with those textbooks!"
Slightly surprised, I said, "But you know I have exams next week."
"That's not an excuse. We were together before you had exams."
That doesn't even make any sense, but again, I let it slide. Knitting.
"Listen, this isn't because I don't like you anymore. You know I love you. You know I want to spend every waking moment with you. But, if in the near future you want me to have disposable income to spend on you, you have to leave me and the textbooks alone for a few days."
The knitting didn't answer. It slunk back to the knitting basket (where it belongs) and I went to work. I thought about telling it about the lovely long train ride we'll have together next week, or the lovely nice yarn shop we can visit in Detroit, but it's being so pouty I don't even want to.
Sunday, April 08, 2007
Friday, April 06, 2007
I got an A+ in Nerdology 101
I finally wove in all the ends on the Gryffindor scarf the other night, so I suppose I should be mildly grateful for the weather giving me the chance to wear it around before the summer. In this picture I am demonstrating rare use of the flash, frizzy hair, and my desperate love for the color balance tool in Photoshop ("Ooo, I can make everything MAGENTA!"). Maybe I'll talk somebody into taking better pictures of me wearing it...but don't hold your breath.
Thursday, April 05, 2007
Stephanie 1, cat 0
I have found her weakness at last...wool!
My suspicions started back in the fall, when, somehow, this wool sweater that I have ended up sitting on my desk. The cat started sleeping on it all the time. It was great, she stopped sitting in front of the computer and trying to eat my knitting and generally let me enjoy having her around without her being extremely annoying. But then, silly me, I decided to wash the sweater and put it back in the closet where it belongs (I obviously don't know a good thing when I've got it). The cat reverted to her usually cuddly-but-somewhat-annoying self.
Then, in November, I got a wool coat. I often leave this coat draped over the armchair closest to the back door, because hanging it in the coat closet five feet away is a lot of work. The cat immediately started sleeping on it. She'd get mad at me when I actually wanted to wear it. I began to contemplate the idea of knitting her a big piece of wool to sleep on, but didn't really execute that plan because cats have a tendency to not like something if they think you want them to like it. Why waste the time and the wool?
Well, I've been knitting this wool pullover, and I finished the back last week. I had it lying on my desk a few days ago, and, surprise surprise, Sassy was all over it. Still, I didn't seriously contemplate making her a wooly blanket until today. I was sitting on my bed, trying to knit, and she was just mauling me. Biting the knitting, sticking her whiskers in my face, stepping on the cord to my headphones, and just generally making herself unpleasant. I got up and pulled the sweater back out of my knitting basket, and layed it on the foot of the bed.
Game over, I win. Coming soon to this blog: bright red wooly cat blanket.
In other news, this is the view from my apartment today:
So much for April showers. I wonder what April blizzards bring.
April blizzards bring big lizards:
Hmm.
April blizzards bring brave wizards:
No, not until July.
April blizzards bring turkey gizzards?
That's just disgusting. I think I'd rather have the showers, please.
My suspicions started back in the fall, when, somehow, this wool sweater that I have ended up sitting on my desk. The cat started sleeping on it all the time. It was great, she stopped sitting in front of the computer and trying to eat my knitting and generally let me enjoy having her around without her being extremely annoying. But then, silly me, I decided to wash the sweater and put it back in the closet where it belongs (I obviously don't know a good thing when I've got it). The cat reverted to her usually cuddly-but-somewhat-annoying self.
Then, in November, I got a wool coat. I often leave this coat draped over the armchair closest to the back door, because hanging it in the coat closet five feet away is a lot of work. The cat immediately started sleeping on it. She'd get mad at me when I actually wanted to wear it. I began to contemplate the idea of knitting her a big piece of wool to sleep on, but didn't really execute that plan because cats have a tendency to not like something if they think you want them to like it. Why waste the time and the wool?
Well, I've been knitting this wool pullover, and I finished the back last week. I had it lying on my desk a few days ago, and, surprise surprise, Sassy was all over it. Still, I didn't seriously contemplate making her a wooly blanket until today. I was sitting on my bed, trying to knit, and she was just mauling me. Biting the knitting, sticking her whiskers in my face, stepping on the cord to my headphones, and just generally making herself unpleasant. I got up and pulled the sweater back out of my knitting basket, and layed it on the foot of the bed.
Game over, I win. Coming soon to this blog: bright red wooly cat blanket.
In other news, this is the view from my apartment today:
So much for April showers. I wonder what April blizzards bring.
April blizzards bring big lizards:
Hmm.
April blizzards bring brave wizards:
No, not until July.
April blizzards bring turkey gizzards?
That's just disgusting. I think I'd rather have the showers, please.
Monday, April 02, 2007
just so you know
Planning and executing short-row shoulder shaping in your French class, without any help from the internet, will make you feel very, very clever.
And yes, I did learn some French tonight. I can conjugate l'imparfait indicatif like it's nobody's business. For example:
je tricotais, tu tricotais, il/elle/on tricotait, nous tricotions, vous tricotiez, ils/elles tricotaient
Watch out for me.
And yes, I did learn some French tonight. I can conjugate l'imparfait indicatif like it's nobody's business. For example:
je tricotais, tu tricotais, il/elle/on tricotait, nous tricotions, vous tricotiez, ils/elles tricotaient
Watch out for me.
I swipe memes shamelessly
You scored as Luna Lovegood. You're an extreme introvert and because of this, are also a deep thinker. You ponder things others would never dream of pondering and stand with your beliefs without backing down. You find it more valuable to daydream than to socialize, because there's so much more going on in your head than others'. Most people don't understand it, but you seem to prefer it that way.
Found it at Carrie K's blog.
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Found it at Carrie K's blog.
Sunday, April 01, 2007
feeling better
Before I talk about knitting stuff, can I just say that I love, love, love April Fool's Day on the internet? Facebook made my day:
Anyway...
I still don't know what I'm going to do with it, but I'm sure eventually some occasion will call for giving someone an orange mohair lace scarf, so I'm not too concerned.
And now, now, I am going to say to the world: I hate the carpet in my living room. HATE IT. I can say this because I'm moving into a different apartment in June, and I no longer feel obligated to tell myself the brown carpet really isn't that bad. UGLY BROWN CARPET!!! Ugh.
A strange family of turquoise yarn has taken residence on my printer:
But I am ignoring them in favor of a large quantity of brown stockinette:
The turquoise yarn looks a bit vulture-like, no? I was knitting Wavy with it, but I really didn't like how it was turning out. Frog pond! Now I am rather suspicious that it is asking to be another Argosy, but like I said. I'm ignoring it.
tune in tomorrow for the next episode, in which Stephanie starts a turquoise Argosy
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Anyway...
Still life with unblocked Argosy and cat.
I still don't know what I'm going to do with it, but I'm sure eventually some occasion will call for giving someone an orange mohair lace scarf, so I'm not too concerned.
And now, now, I am going to say to the world: I hate the carpet in my living room. HATE IT. I can say this because I'm moving into a different apartment in June, and I no longer feel obligated to tell myself the brown carpet really isn't that bad. UGLY BROWN CARPET!!! Ugh.
A strange family of turquoise yarn has taken residence on my printer:
But I am ignoring them in favor of a large quantity of brown stockinette:
The turquoise yarn looks a bit vulture-like, no? I was knitting Wavy with it, but I really didn't like how it was turning out. Frog pond! Now I am rather suspicious that it is asking to be another Argosy, but like I said. I'm ignoring it.
tune in tomorrow for the next episode, in which Stephanie starts a turquoise Argosy
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