tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-205820932011-11-25T03:11:56.496-05:00Pink is fun, but the US economy is not.Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.comBlogger3601100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-72649629508057273042011-08-07T00:46:00.013-05:002011-08-18T02:43:16.693-05:00

I'm not a big Twitter user, but recently I became interested in it again to follow tweets from muscians I like. Anyone that knows me knows I've been a Gackt fan for years. He's currently on a European tour, and he's on his way to Leipzig, Germany. Someone told him not to forget to eat while he's on his long, boring bus trip. He responds with this: @GACKTGACKT.@toromahepon eat what? Ladies?

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-6952889851427561672011-07-23T13:54:00.000-05:002011-07-23T13:54:48.127-05:00

I switched on Pandora for the first time in a while today. As usual, I'm feeling kinda broody. Here are the three songs that just came up, and made me say "yep." Depeche Mode, 'Blasphemous Rumours' Cage the Elephant, 'Ain't No Rest for the Wicked' Johnny Cash, 'God's Gonna Cut You Down' It's like they fucking know. Maybe that's why I haven't logged into it since forever.

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-47092617682179541562011-07-23T11:25:00.000-05:002011-07-23T11:25:04.937-05:00

A birthday related fact about July 23: Today in History: July 23

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-34871118836208862622011-07-22T13:14:00.000-05:002011-07-22T13:14:16.879-05:00

I made another chain the other day, this time in helms weave: No sunlight today. The blinds are shut in an attempt to keep things a little cooler. It's maybe half working. It has the effect of making me very sluggish. Dim room makes me think of nap time, ever since kindergarten. It was pretty bad last night too. A quick trip to the store and I felt pretty damp, even with the windows down. That's

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-8867886420207962362011-07-17T20:10:00.000-05:002011-07-17T20:10:20.385-05:00

I signed up for an Ameba blog, just to follow blog posts from Japanese bands I like. Now I have TWO blogs in different languages to neglect. I feel like I'm wasting resources or something. I have officially crossed the line from music lover to stalker now. Sweet lord. I put some little ramble in first grade Japanese up on the page too. I bet if I run it through a web translator, it'll look like

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-39861742404109661132011-07-14T10:37:00.002-05:002011-07-14T10:38:34.802-05:00

(this was originally started at 7:30 in the morning, but then Chrome crashed suddenly. Boo Chrome.) It's sort of weird to be up so early in the morning. But it's probably better than not. I had a brief stint of this a month or two ago, and I thought "hey, maybe the insomnia finally broke", but I slipped into old habits again. I've been getting up earlier again this month, but it's combined with

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-91433605703006660182011-07-12T20:34:00.000-05:002011-07-12T20:34:51.762-05:00

I apologize for being late to the party, because ABC isn't a channel I think of when I want to watch prime time television. But this WOW, this show is mean.

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-5924978514367602802011-06-25T00:46:00.000-05:002011-06-25T00:46:52.424-05:00

I've left this blog to sit for too long. Here's the low down on what's been going on. You didn't ask, but you will get it anyway. Since I don't write in a paper diary anymore, I have to mark the passing of time somehow! It's mostly personal, but not that personal. Not good enough to get me fired if I was working outside of my house. I wish I could explain the gaps on my resume this well!

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-57998997388941311142011-02-08T19:53:00.000-05:002011-02-08T19:53:59.301-05:00

I started writing out the plans for another sweater during the Super Bowl, while taking breaks from my tedious work from home job. Was it me, or did it seem like there was a commercial break every few minutes? It slowed my working down, because I kept turning my head to see what the next commercial would be.  What I saw of the game was....eh. As with the first top, I rewrote the handknitting

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-46209433080152322972011-02-02T15:15:00.001-05:002011-02-08T19:30:18.327-05:00

I'm a newbie machine knitter, and I wanted to record what I think the differences or advantages of using a knitting machine are to me, at this moment. Hand knitting and machine knitting are different animals. Like cousins. For me right now, it seems like the basic machine I bought is a good way to get a lot of stockinette done. I used to like doing plain knitting like this, but due to a

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-65138604551914197542011-02-02T14:31:00.001-05:002011-02-02T15:22:15.382-05:00

The wind has been blowing nearly nonstop since it woke me up this morning, and I have some sort of headache. I've been watching Malibu Rum commercials and thinking about nicer weather. Mom's car slid down the driveway while it was in park, that's how lousy the traction was yesterday. A UPS truck got stuck right in front of the driveway, keeping mom from getting into the garage until someone came

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-44615332298842017022011-01-31T22:00:00.002-05:002011-01-31T22:01:43.887-05:00

Crew Neck Vest Originally uploaded by gogosasayaki. Well, it's 2011, and I did something dumb. I bought a knitting machine. I bought it after doing a lot of reading and going through my pattern collection (making sure I had projects that would fit on the needle bed), and thinking it would give me a reason to get up and do something in the morning. It's not working, but since I can't return it,

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-64272071330728466442010-11-27T00:12:00.002-05:002010-11-27T00:12:37.469-05:00

I hope Thanksgiving went well for everyone. Mine was quiet. I slept a lot of it off, and watched part of a Law & Order marathon. Typical holiday :) When I went to visit my grandparents in September, grandpa loaded us down with surplus sweet potatoes. They made an awesome pie, which is almost gone. There's plenty of potatoes left, though, so yay. I guess I'll have to work on the pumpkin pie once

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-90670618028712918082010-11-24T22:49:00.002-05:002010-11-24T22:50:28.791-05:00

Galena Vest Originally uploaded by gogosasayaki. Here is the Galena vest. It's a pretty easy pattern to follow, and it's really comfortable. The only reason I haven't worn it sooner is because of the ends. They are sewn in, but I'm thinking about whipstitching them down on the inside instead of cutting them short. Caron Country is kind of slick, and I'm afraid the ends could work their way out.

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-63626538161125060492010-10-20T21:33:00.000-05:002010-10-20T21:33:54.695-05:00

This blog has been on hiatus for quite a while.  Summer was kind of a bumpy ride, plus I encountered the first crazy teacher I truly couldn't handle over the summer. So bad I dropped the class. I've been browbeaten by better, but the kicker was the woman can't teach. She would say something is wrong, I would ask what it was I was doing wrong, and she would just keep muttering about it. I lost

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-88784773552064518412010-07-04T22:04:00.001-05:002010-07-08T23:22:15.483-05:00

I salute you, sir.  I would like to shake your hand.

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-46781203522111562572010-06-30T19:48:00.001-05:002010-07-08T23:23:49.120-05:00

Inspired by the best thing Bill O'Reilly has ever said, I bring you this: Thank you Val for pointing out the existence of these little lovelies. Got bored?  I did.  Yesterday.  For about five minutes.  You get what you pay for, people. Ciao.

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-6730030627013416342010-06-23T22:44:00.001-05:002010-07-04T22:04:50.360-05:00

Today I listened to the last half hour of The Last Olympian, the end of the Percy Jackson and the Olympians series.  It was okay.  Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows stomps it for sheer drama. Characters died, but most of them weren't fleshed out enough for me to care when they did.  The one major character that did die wasn't that well developed either.  I just wanted to finish the series so I

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-65666331765178683322010-06-21T21:52:00.001-05:002010-06-23T22:16:37.632-05:00

There are moments in life where camaraderie develops between total strangers. I treasure that feeling.  It makes me feel like people don't suck as badly as I usually think they do. Five hours in line at the Financial Aid office was one of those moments. We held places in line when people had to use the restroom, talked, and someone was even nice enough to give me one of her cereal bars.  That

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-18996557415103338912010-06-16T12:34:00.001-05:002010-06-16T12:40:20.594-05:00

I'm currently in the midst of an all too short summer break, before more school. I decided last week that Amy should take more pride in her personal appearance.  I get that way sometimes. It's more for me than anyone else. So, last week, full of bright ideas from watching many YouTube videos in the beauty and fashion section and wandering around amazon.com, I decided to order an epilator. Yep

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-23471135711807372222010-06-01T18:08:00.000-05:002010-06-01T18:08:11.602-05:00

I just got a letter in the mail from TPUSA Inc Settlement Administrator. It's a big 'ol check for $14.57 for unpaid wages, after taxes.  Whoopee.  I can only imagine what it will buy. I had received a class action consent form from sometime in the winter, but I didn't sign it.  Not that my former employer shouldn't pay, but the only people that make money from a class action suit are the

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-4799578203635504862010-05-14T14:08:00.002-05:002010-07-04T22:05:19.848-05:00

From Harry Potter to Harry Dresden.  Ah, what a difference.  I'm on book five now, and still going strong. School is trudging on.  I have to do a sample front page by next Wednesday.  I've been doing a little bit every day for the past two days, so there's little bits and pieces sitting around waiting to be put together. No knitting lately, but I looked at the latest Interweave Crochet and

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-56314529775937944052010-04-30T22:52:00.000-05:002010-04-30T22:52:51.585-05:00

I finished Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows today.  Wow.  I was hoping that it would be more fun to listen to than Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, which didn't really get rolling until I was close to the end. All that hormone-laden teenage stuff got hard to listen to towards the end, but I guess they had to remember that they're human sometime.  That made the last book even better.  I

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-62320854686028214022010-04-10T10:06:00.002-05:002010-04-10T10:18:19.336-05:00

I love the current Old Spice commercials that are running now. You know, "I'm on a horse" and all that?I was messing around Youtube this morning and clicked on the huge Old Spice banner, and there's even funnier commercials on Oldspice.com .They went He-Man instead of smooth this time. I'm normally not able to laugh that hard in the morning, but I did. If you let the page sit unmolested for a

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-60375961245368646742010-04-09T14:39:00.000-05:002010-04-09T14:42:57.921-05:00

Synching Harry Potter booksI am so behindWhy did they get so damn thick?Yes, I know it's not a 5-7-5 haiku. Shut it.Sticks out tongue at monitor

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-75935958398831894282010-04-06T16:28:00.006-05:002010-04-06T17:02:24.088-05:00

It's been a while since I've put up a project post. The fact is, I haven't really been knitting.I've been messing around with needle-made lace instead.These Teneriffe medallions were made a few weeks ago. It's not all of them, but the ones I could get a decent shot of.This was one of the first ones I made that I didn't toss. Made with funky green crochet cotton:I worked it on a round piece of

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-42861252081662211892010-04-05T14:04:00.000-05:002010-04-05T14:09:13.041-05:00

I went downtown to the bookstore, pulled into a metered spot with time left on it, and stood in line.The cashier was being a cow (I don't really expect them to care, but don't be an ass about it), so I asked for a manager. He didn't seem to understand what was going on until I told him to look at the order. Then, after standing at the customer service desk, he comes out with my book. I'm so

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-36753879815753388112010-04-05T00:19:00.003-05:002010-04-07T15:50:20.154-05:00

I decided I would save my MS Access homework for the weekend, since I dread it like the plague.I ended up spending this afternoon working on a database that is due Monday, and when I get to the second part of the assignment, it's not in the book. I wondered why the teacher's syllabus looked funny.After about 30 minutes, I found what happened after I looked at my online book order from the

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-52353885289294559262010-03-31T21:57:00.004-05:002010-04-19T01:33:13.348-05:00

...are AWESOME. (youtube link) Just watch the video. You will not regret it, unless you have no soul.

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-66463983025301015282010-03-20T23:27:00.001-05:002010-03-20T23:31:52.145-05:00

Eh, I'm back. I should be watching a video or something. That's what Saturday nights at home are for. I've got popcorn, I've got a sugary drink, and I've got a TV and a DVD player.I was just reading on Ravelry about the reactions to the very pink and cutesy login page they have now. It's a love/hate thing, I understand. I mentioned that the content of the site is more important that how

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-89996395555768743202010-03-20T14:27:00.004-05:002010-03-20T14:52:44.715-05:00

Last night I discovered some bad news. One of my favorite musicians had died. Nujabes is gone.Here's the official annoucement.My eyes started to ache because I was trying to keep from crying right away. This is the first time in I can remember a musician's death hitting me so hard, so I'm posting this right now.I've been listening to Nujabes for the past five or six years, since I saw the show

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-79128211725232756192010-03-13T17:20:00.001-05:002010-03-13T18:26:39.665-05:00

The sump pump went out today. Mom and I just got finished replacing it an hour ago, but not before we were both sprayed a couple of times from testing to see if the connections were tight enough. Apparently not...but with the help of a neighbor, the water has gone down. The basement floor is wet, and there are some things that got soaked, mostly boxes full of old stuff that needs to go away

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-18171826386149213812010-02-25T15:08:00.004-05:002010-07-04T22:05:54.754-05:00

Oh, woe is me. I've been listening to a lot of audiobooks the past week or so. The first three Percy Jackson and the Olympians novels, and one and a half books from the Dexter (the lovable serial killer) series. The Percy Jackson books are decent. The reader bugged me for a while, but I got over it fast enough. The books have been pretty short, a little more on the tween side than I

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-83139173227897474582010-02-15T17:20:00.006-05:002010-02-15T17:35:08.090-05:00

I made scrubbies all week last week. I made them in the dark, I made them in the light, I made a lot of scrubbies. Most were acrylic, some were made of kitchen cotton.I remember this feeling, when I made a bunch of knit and crochet dishcloths a long time ago. I even used a couple of them, and they clean well. I make oatmeal the old-fashioned way, in a pot (you can't really nuke steel cut oats

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-68631209332091651422010-02-11T15:01:00.002-05:002010-02-11T15:16:54.236-05:00

That's French for "I'm in hell", people. At least if memory serves. I've been trying to forget my French classes for years.Tuesday night, I went to bed, and the computer was fine. I woke up on Wednesday, and my task bar was gone. I restarted, and the same thing happened, nothing but wall paper, and I couldn't get to anything through a keyboard shortcut.I boot the computer into Safe Mode,

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-33245654132788048822010-02-04T22:10:00.004-05:002010-02-04T22:24:47.377-05:00

I'm about to do something I really didn't want to do: Vent about school in public.I think I just spent about an hour trying to figure out where to place one line of programming code. Am I a geek yet?My slacking has gotten worse as of this week. I had did a last minute cram of a homework assignment, and I figured it was sloppy, but it worked. Mr. Teacher Dude left a message saying my program

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-1028539255549087662010-01-30T16:34:00.004-05:002010-01-30T16:46:22.131-05:00

Last week, mom went to Trader Joe's and bought a tub of nonfat plain frozen yogurt. Plain as in not vanilla. It's very tart, and after taking a bite with the cake she'd baked that night, she went "Aaaagh!" or something. She thought it might be vanilla flavored.It was a lucky accident. This stuff makes a great milkshake. My mom is the Smoothie Mistress. When she asks me if I want a shake, I

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-7473906433261804972010-01-11T19:51:00.003-05:002010-01-11T20:40:12.492-05:00

Another year already? My goodness.I apologize for being scarce. My time off from school was only semi-productive. I vegged pretty hardcore.Now that the new term starts at school, I get the itch to make stuff. Instead of doing my homework. One week in and I already feel behind. I could be imagining that, though.Take deep breaths and let it soak in...This will be random junk going on in my

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-77184653248895945152009-12-14T15:35:00.003-05:002009-12-14T15:37:49.066-05:00

I took my last final on Saturday. I think I might have been the first one done. It's over. For now.Think my grades were pretty good. I can rest.Whew. That was close.

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-3824772882680180162009-12-03T00:59:00.005-05:002009-12-06T00:02:30.863-05:00

Blargh, I just finished some homework from last week. One more blessed week of this, then winter break.You know what I've been doing most of the week? Playing Vampire Knight DS and giggling my ass off. I like it more than Twilight (three chapters of the audiobook and I cried "Enough!"), but it's still got enough ick factor to it that I haven't finished watching the first season of the show or

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-77241032020440335722009-11-30T19:17:00.003-05:002009-11-30T19:23:27.852-05:00

Ah, my kitty is starting to throw up again. I'm taking her to a different vet Friday for a second opinion. Darnit. Mom's cranked up about it, and I just want to hide in the closet. I had a feeling it wouldn't last.It's the end of the quarter and I have zero drive to get anything done. I hope I don't ruin any of my grades because of this, because I do NOT want to take this stuff again. You

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-23844524975531734312009-11-15T13:17:00.003-05:002009-11-15T13:59:16.091-05:00

Hello. It's been a while. School has been keeping me busier than before. Bleah, I hope I make it to the end.I just wanted to record what's happened the past few weeks:As you know, my cat throws up on a regular basis. Near daily. It causes much stress in the house. Mom has covered all the carpets in an attempt to prevent staining, but it looks horrible. We tried different foods, hairball

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-83245110781583254572009-10-31T23:13:00.007-05:002009-11-15T13:17:02.799-05:00

It was a case of carrot and stick, with a twist. When I finally got the carrot, it didn't taste very good.I wanted to be scared. I wanted to join the in crowd. I wanted that hype to be deserved.I wanted it to be good. I didn't want to laugh, I wanted a fright, because it's Halloween, and well, I felt like being frightened. It's not often, but sometimes a scary movie can be fun.Maybe I'm

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-78164507507943562542009-09-25T14:45:00.005-05:002009-09-25T14:50:09.764-05:00

A quick picture of the Lilac Leaf Shawl I started in May. I'm in the middle of the leaf section, and it's...boring. I might be halfway through the repeats listed in the pattern, I don't know. I haven't been counting. I know it has to be longer than it is now to be wearable. It's like a 20 row repeat. It's pretty, but I'm not in the mood to work on it now. I think the math class I took over

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-44414552731690464712009-09-23T21:31:00.009-05:002009-09-24T11:43:38.198-05:00

it goes on...forever...Here are pictures of Angelika. It was a fun pattern to make. I tried to chart the directions so I could work faster, but I just wasted a lot of paper instead. I worked until I ran out of yarn, so I did one less edging row, but it still peaks nicely. I enjoy chevrons.The only thing that I don't like is the color of the yarn. This yarn is called Raspberry Heather by Knit

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-80789730879670103002009-09-21T21:48:00.006-05:002009-09-24T11:40:39.400-05:00

One more day of rest until I have to start school again. I can finally see my classes online and...they look like a bunch of bullshit, ahem, filler that could have been consolidated into one class that would save everyone the headache. But schools have to make a living too, I suppose. I'm not getting any younger, though, so I'm kind of impatient.I have a rotten feeling I'm just going to be

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-72111433967572265052009-09-11T13:11:00.003-05:002009-09-11T13:16:50.129-05:00

Doris Chan herself left me a message on Ravelry about the Abydos I made.Heeeeee.I just had a fangirl moment I usually reserve for pretty Japanese rock musicians.Teeheeheeheeheeeee.That was awesome.

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-56806919459361660532009-09-10T20:29:00.011-05:002009-09-10T21:23:57.073-05:00

I'm posting this now, because if I wait until tomorrow, I'll procrastinate again.This is one of the projects I finished this summer. One of the few, the proud....the Abydos Vest. It is from Doris Chan's Amazing Crochet Lace, a book you should take a look at if you're into crochet at all, and are open to wearing it. I started this project because I had just finished a cardigan (I haven't

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-57196129350645720022009-09-06T19:49:00.002-05:002009-09-06T20:28:18.125-05:00

I have a final on Tuesday. I've been trying my best to review all the math I've done this summer, because I figured I forgot quite a bit. Oh, have I forgotten...I'm so happy this part of the trip is over. O-V-E-R.Unless I get less than a C, then I'm screwed (-__-);I want to veg. There's a bunch of new movies on Netflix's streaming list I want to browse, and seasons of Doctor Who to watch. My

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-76519005862236259922009-08-07T18:35:00.009-05:002009-08-08T16:56:36.642-05:00

Yes, they deserved to die and I hope they burn in hell!- A Time to Kill, 1996This summer, the house has had a lot of visitors. Unwelcome visitors. Carpenter ants. I freaking hate having bugs in the house, and this is the first time it's lasted more than a few days, and has gone into other areas of the house besides the kitchen.Mom called an exterminator, and they wanted over $400 to nuke the

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-19743722710330678322009-08-01T19:50:00.004-05:002009-08-07T19:02:51.254-05:00

Uncle Bobby's service was really nice. I know this might be odd to say, but it was also a toe tapper, too. It was this little, nondescript church in a part of town that has seen better days, but inside were very high ceilings, a couple of really good vocalists and an awesome organ player. I really enjoyed the intro (like a tv show with a voiceover at the start), as much as you can enjoy a

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-33435770227895862792009-07-29T21:58:00.004-05:002009-08-01T19:51:46.411-05:00

My uncle (well, I think he's like my mom's cousin or something step-uncle (?), my great grandmother's stepson, but I always called him uncle) died this past week, and I guess his family decided to bury him in Ohio, so my grandparents and my aunt came up from North Carolina today to stay a while. So the house is kind of busy right now.I have a computer science test to study for. I thought I'd get

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-6316010492382323382009-07-24T13:34:00.004-05:002009-07-24T13:44:02.432-05:00

Blah, blah, blah.I had a birthday yesterday. It was uneventful. Mom wasn't feeling good, so we put off the going out to dinner part until Saturday, after class. I talked to my grandparents in NC, and then I checked to see if the math test I took Monday had been graded.I was fretting about this test the first part of the week, because I thought I totally buggered it up. I had a problem with

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Hey there.Yesterday reflected on the fact that it had been a year since my dad died. It was a somber day. On top of it, I got the bright idea of taking a math test that morning. I should have waited. Nyah.This is the only project I've been able to finish since the end of June:Meet Tako san (Mr. Octopus). Pardon the cat hair.I've had my eye on the stuffed octopus on the Lion Brand website for

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It only took me one try to pass my math quiz this afternoon! I CAN TAKE A BREAK NOW!I HATE THIS CLASS!WHOOOO!

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-89575019121650432842009-06-27T12:28:00.004-05:002009-06-28T19:10:10.178-05:00

It's been long enough, I guess! After much hemming and hawing, I figured today would be the best day for an update. Here's what happened the past three (?) months:My burned out computer had a bad power supply. As old as it was, this particular part hadn't been made in generic form yet, and the shop said it would a special order @ $100. They had an offer to make: I could buy a refurbished

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-40448329442958427382009-03-27T18:46:00.003-05:002009-03-27T19:16:15.064-05:00

My computer wouldn't turn on last night. It had been running for about 2 weeks straight, and now I think the power supply has burned out. I had to have it replaced about five years ago, so I hope that's the problem this time. I still have stuff on my hard drive that I would like to still get to. I took it to a local repair shop to see what the damage is going to be. Sigh, sigh, sigh. I got

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-15339080248022318712009-03-10T15:14:00.000-05:002009-03-10T15:20:37.073-05:00

Besides being unemployed, I feel pretty good today. I got my teeth cleaned at Ohio Dental Clinic (if you're in Columbus, they're on Cleveland Ave). The staff was really friendly and the dentist is a very nice woman. I got out of there in an hour, and they say my teeth are okay. Whew, because I haven't had dental insurance in a good long while.It's warm, kind of breezy. My cat is sitting in

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I had a feeling this was coming after the big meeting we had a couple of weeks ago, and the way my boss wouldn't answer my questions when I asked them, but I got laid off Thursday. The part that bugs me is that I worked for about an hour before they called me and a couple of other people up.As I walked down the hall to the conference room, I started making a list of things I needed to do,

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-66827732279264254532009-01-12T16:52:00.005-05:002009-01-12T17:04:52.565-05:00

I've been gone a while. Here's what's been going on:My long Christmas break didn't really rejeuvenate me. Christmas day was just sort of...bad. In the end though, mom and I are getting along a bit better.Last week, the chiropractor referred me to some cut-rate clinic on the other side of town. I went, he checked my blood pressure and told me to go to the hospital. It's really high.

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-66098502654341887092008-12-11T22:36:00.000-05:002008-12-11T22:37:17.333-05:00

I finally got to the chiropractor this week. They took some X-rays, and today I got to look at them. I guess there's supposed to be a curve in my neck, but instead it's...pretty straight. Also, I guess my back bones are pointing in different directions when they're supposed to line up. It looked kinda nasty.So, tonight I got my first neck snapping...popping, I can't remember what it's called

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-6575383122114682692008-12-03T12:08:00.003-05:002008-12-03T12:23:10.811-05:00

Yesterday, my overpriced but comfy car was hit by some dumbass that ran a red light. I was going to lunch, a chance to unwind and get away from my incredibly annoying coworkers (one year can't come quickly enough). That didn't happen.The whole driver's side is trashed, but I was able to get out of the car and step up into the ambulance. I've got the whiplash, and I'm sore. Of course, my mom

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-35437337215125810112008-11-04T23:10:00.003-05:002008-11-04T23:39:38.465-05:00

Okay, like many other people, I've got the news on. They're calling this thing already. It's EARLY.I went to the Japanese Asahi Shinbun website just to see if the rest of the world had the same info....It's the top story. News travels fast.I guess that means it's true?I need to go and process this right now.ETA: All right, I cried a little. I think my dad would, too.

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-72727209808677065412008-10-28T22:42:00.000-05:002008-10-28T22:43:53.243-05:00

I was going to edit the last post, but since I see that people have read it already, I will leave that scary bit of babble alone. I've been having a lot of "what am I going to do with my life?" moments lately. Seeing what pages people view on this blog is the only amusement I have, when I remember to look. Someone came looking for a Yu Yu Hakusho (an anime series) theme song because I titled a

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Boy oh boy, this month has flew by and I haven't really been able to stop and catch my breath.Work is tiring, but they've let me do some work at my own desk finally, so I don't always feel completely drained at the end of the day because someone's hovering over me eight hours a day, only three to four hours a day if I maneuver just right. The IT department finally got the applications I needed

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-14034538865659430232008-10-12T23:48:00.002-05:002008-10-13T00:38:03.078-05:00

Sunday was menstrual headache day, so I didn't really get a chance to unwind. The pain just recently went away, which is why I'm posting at one in the morning.I'll be so happy when I get my first paycheck. Right now I feel like I'm doing this stuff for free, and it makes me more gloomy when I see a bill come, then check my puny bank account. Going back to that brown wasteland to sit in a cube

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-28222408683060164602008-10-05T11:04:00.002-05:002008-10-05T11:39:14.823-05:00

Thank you for all your comments over the past couple of weeks. Last week was stressful, and I didn't go to my computer when I came home like I normally do. I completely went the other way. I'm also sorry I haven't been doing a whole lot. Knitting doesn't seem quite as fun since dad passed away. I got a flashback about that night yesterday, and it made me sad, and sat at home reading magazines

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-81827907344178324192008-10-04T17:28:00.001-05:002008-10-04T17:44:50.524-05:00

Because there was some miscommunication between HR and my boss, I only had to work four hours today. I sat and talked to the only guy that works the weekends. We talked about a lot of TV and movies for some reason, and I asked him what his Saturday routine is so I know how to situate myself. I hope I didn't cost anyone any money.Now I'm watching a movie called "School for Seduction". It's not

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-17652625023446859232008-10-02T22:25:00.001-05:002008-10-02T23:07:57.077-05:00

It's been a long week, and I've still got two long days to go. I haven't gone near the internet in a few days, so it's about time for an update.I'll be so happy when I'm used to getting up in the morning, and going to sleep in evenings, so I don't feel exhausted with two hours left in the day. I think I faded out a bit in front of someone for a second and got giggled at. That's a fun feeling.

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-88330108374231418312008-09-29T11:13:00.003-05:002008-09-29T11:26:17.075-05:00

After not being able to sleep last night, I spent a grand total of about 40 minutes at my new workplace. I thought the orientation and everything would be at least a couple of hours, and I'd get my paperwork out of the way. All I did was fill out some papers for the security desk, get my picture taken, and get inky hands from the fingerprinting. Then after a few calls, they told me to come back

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-29466081086469256422008-09-24T23:37:00.002-05:002008-09-24T23:43:11.334-05:00

Today I got to buy clothes. Work clothes. Clothes shopping drives me nuts, but mom gave me some money and a Lane Bryant coupon and I got it over with. I found a cute pair of slacks, black pin stripe with a raspberry colored thread running down the leg, but they were too long. The extra special turned cuff meant I couldn't hem them. I don't know how to sew very well anyway (I want to learn).

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-48714181354446400802008-09-23T22:35:00.003-05:002008-09-23T23:17:47.711-05:00

Columbus is a town without many home telephone service options. Knowing that, you pay out the nose for a crappy phone line and a bunch of features you never asked for, but they decide to put them on anyway, because the two features you want cost as much as the package deal does.After asking that my phone service be knocked down a notch because it was too expensive about a week and a half ago,

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-52232588575250521902008-09-22T12:21:00.009-05:002008-09-24T21:26:46.868-05:00

Sorry for falling into that double entendre...I really mean it. I'm not that big a Debbie Stoller fan, but damn the title fits the past month so well, and I was unable to stop myself.I was saying before that I've not been in the mood to knit, and after picking up a long overdue sock and getting an achy wrist, I thought I would switch gears for a while.So I started crocheting. A lot. It's scary

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-79016571810529713732008-09-20T09:49:00.002-05:002008-09-20T09:53:55.197-05:00

I probably didn't sound that up on the prospect of working again yesterday. I'll clarify (boy, this is a craft blog?). Don't want to sound too hopeless.It's not that I'm not grateful at the prospect of working again, it's that the summer drained me of any capacity to care anymore. I might even be good at the job, even though I didn't even remember applying for it...I think I might have been

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-16366838701445997982008-09-19T10:19:00.004-05:002008-09-19T10:55:13.554-05:00

If I don't sound thrilled in the following paragraphs, it's because I don't find much to get excited about lately. Work isn't one of those things, most days.Last Friday I was offered a job at a bank near my house. I accepted the offer a couple of days ago after asking a few more questions (since I can't think of questions until the last possible moment). The past five months or so ends here, I

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-74358084907855484432008-08-28T22:22:00.002-05:002008-08-28T22:27:07.960-05:00

I was in Joann walking around the whole store just to see what I'd missed in the past month or so. They have their own brand of self striping sock yarn now, and there's a self patterning Kashmira. They had a wool/silk blend, a rayon yarn made from bamboo, and one of those ruffle tape yarns, all Joann brand. So I oohed and aahed, a lot, but didn't get anything. I don't really need much right

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-1005264860902948922008-07-30T20:05:00.000-05:002008-07-30T20:07:07.327-05:00

I'm back in town. I'm tired, but still restless. I feel better, but that's a relative term. The service went well. Lots of people I haven't seen in a long, long time, more knew me than I knew them. It's just as well. I never felt really connected to my dad's side of the family, and now I feel like what links me to them is no longer there except for my name. I was sort of struck by how

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-14298527868407955062008-07-21T04:50:00.003-05:002008-11-13T06:14:46.500-05:00

I lost my daddy.When I went to the hospital Sunday evening, he was asleep. I didn't want to wake him up, so me and mom sat with him for a couple of hours. His forehead was sweaty, and I was wiping his brow with a washcloth. He's had trouble getting enough sleep lately, and he I thought it was best to let him rest. When I left, I said "Bye dad", knowing that I would see him tomorrow morning.

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I went to see dad at the hospital today. He seems a little better. He's hooked up to about four monitors (that I could see). He was annoyed because the IV in his arm would stop if he moved his arm, then the alarm went off, and the nurse would come in. They gave him dinner, but he was having a little trouble eating because of this. That and the fact that he said the food was "terrible". I

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-79233542518576668122008-07-17T20:42:00.000-05:002008-07-17T20:44:24.798-05:00

This week wasn't quite as restful as I thought it would be.My dad forgot about some appointments he had this week, so I took him to the doctor Monday. He was being his usual, hard to get along with self, and I had a pounding headache I'd been messing with for the past couple of days, and I got cranky with him. The doctor told him to get to an emergency room, because she thought the pain in his

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-18375764998679017312008-07-12T22:08:00.001-05:002008-07-12T22:26:22.969-05:00

I've rested up a little the past couple of days, and I did some knitting tonight. The nupps on the Swallowtail are going much quicker, and I just started the second repeat of the Lily of the Valley (of hell, j/k) border. It still takes a while because the rows are long, but I can sort of watch television while I do it now. It's almost done, and I hope I don't need to buy another skein of yarn.

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-14338369002790044802008-07-10T19:35:00.005-05:002008-07-12T01:57:50.585-05:00

...and has become a major d-bag.Dad didn't know about Jesse Jackson wanting to castrate Obama for "talking down to black people". This is just a little pitiful. Jesse, not my dad!I showed it to my dad and he yelled at the monitor. I can tell that broke his heart a little bit, but it pissed him off at the same time. He's fine now, though ^_^My opinion, it's the old garde trying to cling to

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-33353273814593187672008-07-08T20:45:00.004-05:002008-11-13T06:14:46.758-05:00

Here is a picture of my Swallowtail shawl. I knew I wouldn't get a decent picture of it, but I wanted it on the record :) It's very, very green, and right now it's bunched up. I'm taking a break in the middle of one of the infamous nupp (bobble) rows. I think last night it took me about an hour to do two or three rows. To make things a little easier, I did something I read on Ravelry, I

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-35368282904674287332008-07-08T15:07:00.004-05:002008-07-08T20:45:31.095-05:00

Dad's home now. Yay. Since he's only got one arm for the time being, he needs help doing stuff, as much as he denies it. I made him some breakfast, took him to his doctor's appointment, and bought him lunch and brought it back. This not sleeping much stuff is starting to catch up with me, because I'm now officially pooped, after running around in this heat.If I go to sleep now, I'll be in the

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-40315154049462544432008-07-06T18:41:00.002-05:002008-11-13T06:14:46.929-05:00

Click the pic for a link to Snorg Tees website! There's some other nice shirts there too, and some really cheesy ones, like the "I heart lamp" shirt. WTF.

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More bright and sunny fun from the great state of Ohio!Dad's arm had been hurting more and more since he got back from the hospital for pneumonia. A month later, when they were giving him chemo in that arm (he has a tumor there that I didn't know about until recently), they found a crack in his arm. How the hell do they overlook a broken arm for a month? They told him it was tendinitis or

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-90068691529535046252008-06-24T20:12:00.004-05:002008-11-13T06:14:47.138-05:00

Hi ho, knitland. The title of this post will make sense towards the end, I promise.I haven't been doing much these past couple weeks except get sidetracked. I finished the Wool Peddler's Shawl from Folk Shawls last week, using 3.5 balls of Paton's Classic Merino that I had no idea what to do with. The outer edge of the shawl is Horseshoe Lace, which can't be seen in my by the window at dusk

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-31441464617107726262008-06-08T11:42:00.001-05:002008-06-08T12:07:44.737-05:00

Wow, another week done.Dad went to the hospital for pneumonia last week. He got let out (kicked out?) on Saturday and now he's back home, cranky as ever. He seemed more calm in the hospital. Isn't that always the way? He usually gets sick and avoids going to the hospital because he hates being cooped up until the last possible moment. Mom knew he didn't look good, but no amount of prodding

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-6836594757297027472008-06-04T12:31:00.001-05:002008-06-04T13:24:12.321-05:00

Hello again. I apologize for being so quiet lately. My insomnia has been going into overdrive again, and there hasn't been much to post about in my knitting world.Except for many false starts and a lot of ripping out. I have many ugly rewound balls of yarn sitting around.A small project update: I blocked the pieces of my Central Park hoodie a few weeks (maybe it was a month?!) ago. The back

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-10727504395914285532008-05-13T20:58:00.003-05:002008-11-13T06:14:47.520-05:00

This is the best picture I could take, I swear!I had bigger plans for this yarn. I saw it was insanely multicolored, with short color repeats that would make any sort of pattern a big waste of time. I thought I would use it for something really lacy, that would counter the short attention span of the dye job with lots of negative space.Well, that pattern was screwy, and after three tries I gave

Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729281163163207851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20582093.post-62367846966703389472008-04-24T17:35:00.004-05:002008-11-13T06:14:48.033-05:00

Pow!Here is a picture of the socks I finished a short time ago. These are the Denmark socks from Nancy Bush's hard-as-hell-to-find 'Knitting on the Road'. The yarn is Cider Moon (R.I.P.) Glacier in the color known as 'Cayenne'. I finally got a picture for the gallery.Yeah. Let it sink in. Yeah.They were easy to make, too. It was first pattern I saw in the book where I thought I could

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Here is my Clapotis. I finished the decrease section on Monday, after looking at it and getting annoyed with it.It's kinda neat looking, functional, but god I didn't want to work on it after a while. This is my second attempt, the first being in some unexpectedly rainbow colored Kureyon that just wasn't doing the job for me. I STILL have to figure out what I want to do with that. I'm not in

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I'm back, sort of.Since people think I've dropped dead when I don't talk to them, when I really just want to be by myself for a while, or I'm trying to collect myself, or I'm just sad and don't feel like talking when I have nothing to talk about (sometimes looking for content to post here is just painful), I'm posting to let those people know I'm okay, I just don't want to talk much right now.

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Sorta happy, sorta sad, sorta worried. This how I feel with two hours left in my last shift in this department.I have the desk cleaned out for the most part, all my belongings go into two plastic shopping bags, and I deleted all the files off the computer that were mine. I empty the recycle bin and that's it for me. It'll be like I was never here.I wonder if I'll be missed all that much; everyone

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For everyone else, too, of course:Here it is. I wasn't kidding when I said work was slow.I wish I had as much enthusiasm for my Mystery Stole right now. I guess I'm too bummed out to knit lace. It's another three day weekend, though, so maybe I'll pick it up again. Not much else to do.When I said knitting the sweater was getting hard the other day, I meant it was getting monotonous. I

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I have about 10 days of work left. Man...Well, semi work. The past couple of days I've been watching anime online from a Chinese website. Japanese audio and Chinese subs means I have no chance in hell of understanding anything unless I can figure it out by ear. Out of the three episodes of Devil May Cry that I've watched, I've understood most of two and almost none of the other, so my average is

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I'm a bad blog updater person.I finished the back of the Central Park hoodie Sunday, and earlier tonight started the left front. This will be good work knitting, at less than half the size! It's going surprisingly fast. I took some notes on how many rows before the armhole and rows of ribbing, so I don't run into seaming limbo like I did with the vest I made a couple of years back. I was

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I didn't work on the stole at home at all. It was kind of nice. I was able to watch the news and not worry about a stitch slipping or something.I'll feel better once I get back to row 100. I must have had temporary insanity or something, but I couldn't bear to tink four or five rows to see what was going on. Things seem to be smoothing out again though. I brought the bigger charts so I'll be

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After losing my mind and ripping out my clue after I was 4 rows from the finish line, I'm back to row 90.Man, that's some slow progress. I've been messing with it on and off all day. But that means I have about 30 rows left. I think I'll just do that tomorrow at work too, workflow permitting.There's fewer distraction here, so it makes me feel more productive.I've gotta bring the bigger charts,

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I brought the stole to work. Yep, I went there.Sneezy isn't hovering over me today, so I should be able to play a little catch up. It's not like I have much to do right now anyway.I really hope there's no more mishaps with this, or I may have to crawl off to the corner in defeat.

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