Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Weeeeeedneeeeesssssdaaaaay

I'm working from the theory that talking slowly will make it seem like I actually have more to say.  Kind of like using big fonts and gi-normous spaces when writing a term paper...  

Here's some Wednesday Night Bullets for ya.  Maybe I'll get all inspired while I type.

*The sight of the big, fat fullish sort of moon as I was driving to work this morning was awe inspiring.  And might explain the wild, wacky, and not-so-wonderful behavior of my students this week, now that I think of it.

*The guy who lives downstairs was also leaving for work in the pre-lit hours today.  He's never done this before.  I almost walked into his car as he drove out of the lot this morning.  I'm not used to seeing others when I stumble outside and take the trash to the dumpster.  Who the heck else would want to be out and about at 6:00 in the morning?

*I almost felt like he was invading my space.  

*But he represented another target for potential Morning Zombies so I probably should have been grateful.

*Not too long ago, I discovered a review of my blog on some site I can't remember now.  They said it was funny.  And that there weren't enough pictures.  Valid point.  Very valid.  I have been trying to do more pictures.

*I don't have any pictures tonight.  I feel like I've somehow failed you.  

*I forgot to mention yesterday that I received the latest installment in my Wooly Wonka Exotic Fibers Club experience.  It's bison!!!!  I love bison!!!  And it comes with the coolest pattern...

*I've never spun bison.  

* I haven't been spinning much lately.  Bison or otherwise.  I really need to get back on that.  I have bison, for crying out loud!!!

*Oh, wait.  I could have taken a picture of that!  My sense of failure grows exponentially.

*Don't worry.  I shall probably have forgotten all about it when Prime Time Television viewing starts up.  I'm easily distracted. 

*When I buy yarn, I always over-estimate how much I need.  I have a great fear of running out of yarn.  Sometimes I awaken in the dark of night, quaking at there mere thought of such a tragedy.

*So you can imagine my surprise when, as I was knitting merrily along on the Too Big Baby Sweater, I ran out of yarn.  

*There I was, staring helplessly at my almost-finished project, wondering just how in the heck I got to a place in life where I was left with a four inch dangling string with which to complete a sweater.

*Bad words were said.  I have now added another layer of Bad Word Karma to the baby knits.  I am the world's worst Great Aunt ever.  You can look it up.  I am now at the top of the list.  

*I hope that there is another skein of this stuff at the store.  My choosing to only purchase such a small amount does not bode well, though.  

*I'm back to knitting baby socks.  I hardly swear at all when I knit those.  And I only use Minor Swears.  That's OK.  No one gets in trouble over the Minor Swears.

*Oh, by the by...I keep forgetting to mention this.  When I bought the new computer, I also switched browsers and email.  Due to some convoluted course of action that I cannot explain and for which I take full responsibility, it is now sort of hard to get into my old MSN email.  If you've been sending me messages and not getting a response, fear not!  I do not hate you, nor have you developed cooties.  My new address is:  SheepishAnnieATgmailDOTcom.  My apologies for any missed messages or unnecessary cootie inspections.


Now I'll let you all get back to your Wednesday night plans, secure in the knowledge that I have remained random.  Unless it isn't Wednesday night for you.  Then you are secure in the random stuff and can enjoy the added security of knowing that I remain firmly entrenched in the belief that my universe is the only one.  

Time for TV now.

SA

14 comments:

trek said...

I saw that moon this morning, too. And had 94% attendance at the first day of classes. Definitely a correlation here...

Deb said...

But there's nothing good on on Wednesday night!

Beth said...

Here's hoping you find the yarn you need! Let me know if you need me to look here.

Julie said...

Bison?! Oh my, I cannot wait to see that. Get that camera out, will ya?

What yarn is it that you ran out of?

Alwen said...

Here I am, hoping you didn't think it was too weird of me to send you a Ravelry invite to the Zombie Prom Date Knitters group when . . . I don't actually belong to it.

The moon was very beautiful here, too, shining spookily on the deep snow.

Ronni said...

There's an exotic fibers club?!?!?!?! How come no one tells me these things! I mean in time for me to join up. Of course, I've got bison too, bought at Stitches West so I guess I should just shut up and spin it.

I did wonder at your silence recently although little I had said actually merited let alone requested a reply. I'd been about to get around to asking here. Once more, procrastination pays off.

Rabbitch said...

It's Thursday morning here. You have ruined my life.

Lorraine said...

Ha - I'll change the e-mail in my address book. I don't want to get ignored. It might hurt my feelings.

You need some spinning time, for sure. Then the blogging ideas will just start flowing with the yarn. Spin, girl, spin.

Anonymous said...

You sound like you're feeling better!
Sorry to hear about the yarn for the baby sweater. Hopefully there will be more at the shop.
Karen
http://nothingbutknit.blog-city.com/

knitseashore said...

Running out of yarn happens to all of us, no matter the number of extra skeins we buy in advance. It must be some kind of hazing thing for knitters.

debsnm said...

Ya know, it's really nice to know someone who's level of insanity matches mine own. You make me feel almost normal. That's a good thing, right??

sweetpea said...

Nice stuff. Kids never need an excuse to act up.

Carrie K said...

There was a full moon? I completely missed it due to all the unseasonal rain.

The least the neighbor could have done was lure zombies slightly earlier. Or later.

mehitabel said...

It's Friday night now. But that's my fault, not yours! I'll make the change in my address book and stop crying cause you didn't reply to my last emails...