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