Wednesday, February 28, 2007


First, though, check out some ancient knitting pictures. All of these have been finished and with the intended recipients since November.

Bathtime Blossoms (For my grandmother, along with handmade soap. She doesn't think she can wash with them. I told her "It's just pretty cotton, just use it, PLEASE"):

Baby bolero and matching hat from One Skein (For my baby neice Melina):

Now, on to content.

A random guy on some forums today called me a goddess. The original poster of the thread posted the following:
I just showered after 4 days of barely brushing my teeth... I was forced to since I could actually smell myself. Now that I have, I realize how truly disgusting I must've smelled.

The longest I've ever gone is probably a week, and...well... it was gross.

What's the shittiest-smelling you've ever been and why did you smell so bad?

I shared the following rather disgusting story, taken from a chapter of my life in which I was having fun, but severely depressed. It is a chapter which I do not wish to repeat. I had just began my blog (you can click on the first link to read my hopeful, and "optimistic" first post, or the second link to read my sad, frustrated second post; both written within 3 days of each other, when I didn't even know how to properly word what I was feeling). Anyway, I replied with (links added for clarification):
The smelliest I've ever been...well, I had no good excuse to be as smelly as I was. About 3 years ago, my friends and I used to have these LAN parties that would go on a minimum of 2 weeks. There was a guy who's dad worked two jobs and was never home, so didn't care what we did. We'd set up in his garage (sometimes spilling over into the living room, but that was mainly for sleeping).

This particular LAN lasted over a month, and there was a period of, like, two weeks where I didn't shower. At the time, I was working at the concession stand of a movie theater, as well. So I would go to work, get covered in popcorn grease, and then come home and sit in front of a computer for hours. Every other night we also went to the arcade to play DDR.

Needless to say, I was a greasy, smelly mess. I was also severely depressed, and didn't want to do anything that wasn't "fun". Showers were not so fun, apparently. I just didn't care, and honestly, I was cleaner than most of the guys at the LAN.

I was running late for work one day, and my hair was sticking out in odd places, but I didn't have time to wash it. I thought I'd just stick my head under the faucet, get my hair wet, and all would be well. But when the water hit my greasy hair, all the oil just sort of coagulated. I had clumps of grease in my hair all day at work.

I showered that night.

Even now I'll not shower for 2-4 days. I don't get all that stinky, and washing my hair too frequently makes the color fade faster. I do try to keep up with the oral hygiene, though, and wear deodorant on a daily basis. I'll also bathe rather than shower, though baths kind of gross me out because you're sitting in your own filth.
It's just a little glimpse into my past. I'm glad to say that I've made it through all that, as it was a really bad time for me (clearly).

I was also thinking about my dog, who has brightened my life so much. Valentine is truly a gift. She has given me a reason to get up in the morning, and to pay attention to time. She depends on me and needs me.

Monday, February 26, 2007

A peek into my day

3:08:44 PM Me: so, i think we should go back to the all crystal cat litter. there is a small mountain of litter outside the door of her box
3:08:49 PM Me: also, how is your day?
3:09:09 PM Bryce: What the hell are you talking about?
3:09:17 PM Me: cat litter
3:09:26 PM Me: sorry, Laurie was talking about cat litter on her blog
3:11:01 PM Me: also, i am a little crazy.

3:17:52 PM Bryce: I still don't understand what you are talking about in your first message.
3:20:26 PM Me: Bast's cat litter, we're now getting the litter mixed with crystals, i think we should go back to the all crystals kind
3:20:59 PM Me: because the normal part of the mixed litter is piling up outside the door of her box

Apparently, I had a typo in the original message that he did not understand, and caused the situation to be frustrating for him and hilarious for me. I did not even know about the typo, and it resulted in a 20 minute conversation about learning to read my typos and using something other than "What the hell are you talking about?" as a request for clarification.

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Sountrack of My Life

Yeah, I have a problem writing a post.

Directions: If your life was a movie, what would the soundtrack be?

1. Open your mp3 library
2. Put it on shuffle.
3. Press Play.
4. For every question, type the song that’s playing.
5. When you go to a new question, press the Next button.
6. Don’t lie and try to pretend you’re cool.
7. Don’t skip songs.

My Movie:

1. Opening credits: Charity, Chastity, Purdence, and Hope - Husker Du
2. Waking up: Rock Show - Peaches
3. First day of school: I'm Sensitivve - Jewel
4. Fight song: Feeding Frenzy - Midnight Oil
5. Breaking up: Nothing in This World Can Stop Me Worrin' Bout This Girl - Rushmore
6. Happiness: Oh Canada - Five Iron Frenzy
7. Life’s okay: Call You - Reel Big Fish
8. Mental breakdown: Why Do You Love Me - Garbage
9. Driving: Last One Out of Liberty City - Less Than Jake
10. Flashback: Who Will Save Your Soul - Jewel
11. Getting back together: In Between Days - The Cure
12. Wedding song: Lovertits - Peaches
13. Birth of first child: The Morning Sad - Veruca Salt
14. Final battle scene: I Summon You - Spoon
15. Death scene: Duvet - Boa (This is the opening theme for Serial Experiments Lain, and one of my favorite songs. I once fell in love with a boy the second I heard this song on a mix CD in his car. True Story)
16. Funeral song: In Love - William Shatner and Ben Folds
17. End credits: Wild - Poe

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Secret Pal 10 questions

1. What is/are your favorite yarn/s to knit with? What fibers do you absolutely *not* like?
I love almost anything, really. There is a time and place for every yarn, so I don't discriminate. I did, however, particularly enjoy my time spent with Lorna's Laces, Zephyr, and Artyarns. Right now I'm knitting with Interlacements' Tiny Toes, and I love that, also
2. What do you use to store your needles/hooks in?
My straights are in a big round plastic thing that used to hold biscotti (think plastic 1gal pickle jar), my dpns are in a small makeup bag, and my circs try to stay in their original packaging
3. How long have you been knitting & how did you learn? Would you consider your skill level to be beginner, intermediate or advanced?
I've been knitting for two years, and I would say my skill level is slightly advanced (I'm not about to do a wedding ring shawl, but I can do Icarus and other lace projects JUST FINE, thank you. and I adore cables)
4. Do you have an Amazon or other online wish list?
I have several, in my sidebar
5. What's your favorite scent?
food smells. anything fruity or that smells like food. I also like spicy scents. no florals, no "perfume-y" scents
6. Do you have a sweet tooth? Favorite candy?
I have 28 sweet teeth (tooths?). I love love love dark chocolate, not super fond of milk chocolate, hate white chocolate. I like things that are slightly bitter. I LOVE any foreign candy -love trying new things- especially Japanese candy
7. What other crafts or Do-It-Yourself things do you like to do? Do you spin?
I can spin, but I don't. I don't like the drop spindle. I maybe be dropping some bucks on a real spinning wheel soon, though. I also make beaded stitchmarkers (nothing else), and I like Kool-Aid dying. I also make soap.
8. What kind of music do you like? Can your computer/stereo play MP3s? (if your buddy wants to make you a CD)
top 5 are: Ben Folds, The Mountain Goats, They Might Be Giants, Bright Eyes, and Fleming and John (in that order) -but I like LOTS of music. I have a secret weakness for dance music. Everything can play MP3s -my car, my computer at home, and my computer at work. and I need new work music :hint, hint:
9. What's your favorite color(s)? Any colors you just can't stand?
I LOVE PINK. I'm not super fond of yellows and oranges. Also really into blues, greens, and chocolate brown right now
10. What is your family situation? Do you have any pets?
My boyfriend and I live with a lovely but moody cat named Bast, and an overly loving border collie mix named Valentine
11. Do you wear scarves, hats, mittens or ponchos?
It rarely gets cold enough in Texas, but yes, YES, gloves (no mittens), and no
12. What is/are your favorite item/s to knit?
triangular shawls, anything with cables, socks (though I've yet to finish a pair). I also like quick knits - I make a lot of hats in worsted weight.
13. What are you knitting right now?
a pair of socks, a couple of scarves, Icarus (being neglected, but almost finished), I have Seraphim on waste yarn (needed the needles for a more immediate project), Tri-Aran-Angle from Knitty (being neglected), a baby sweater (was on hold because I ran out of yarn), an on-going log cabin (neglected). One I finish the socks, though, it'll be nothing but kitty-eared hats and Jayne Cobb hats for a while.
14. Do you like to receive handmade gifts?
15. Do you prefer straight or circular needles? Bamboo, aluminum, plastic?
generally, circular. bamboo. Different projects have different needs, however.
16. Do you own a yarn winder and/or swift?
yes to both
17. How old is your oldest UFO?
just over a year
18. What is your favorite holiday?
19. Is there anything that you collect?
anything with cherry blossoms, tea sets, sake sets, pretty chopsticks, polar bears, can a person collect hair dye? if so, that is also on the list.
20. Any books, yarns, needles or patterns out there you are dying to get your hands on? What knitting magazine subscriptions do you have?
I want the KnitPicks Options. I haven't tried koigu, and I'd like the have the Wing o' the Moth pattern. I have subs to Interweave Knits, Vogue Knitting, and Knit.1
21. Are there any new techniques you'd like to learn?
not that I know of
22. Are you a sock knitter? What are your foot measurements?
yes. US women's size 9. pretty average
23. When is your birthday?
February 3, 1984

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

My Valentine to Knitters

An adorable picture of two smoochy alpacas, from

Future updates include pictures (I found my camera cord!) and knitting (there has been some!).

Saturday, February 10, 2007


So, I've been meaning to post for a few days, but Blogger hates my laptop now. This is a new development.

My secret pal is awesome. I got 4 skeins of Malabrigo in Orchid (so so pretty!), and more yarn that I forgot what it is because I'm not home, some more pink sock yarn, socks(!), yummy chocolate that has booze in it (so good), some sort of "hot crackers" (look like small rice crackers with the same type of flavor that Hot Fries has, haven't tried them yet), and...something else? I forget, I'm not at home to look at it. Thanks Eve! (and I can't link to your blog right now because I'm...not at home)

Speaking of Hot Fries - I haven't seen any since I moved to TX. There were EVERYWHERE in STL, and I loved them. Anyone seen any around here?

So, the big news is...I got a dog.

She's a border collie/Australian Shepherd mix, about 3 years old. Her original owners had kept her outside 24/7 (even during the "big" ice storm Austin got a month or so ago), never went outside and played with her, and only fed her table scraps. Then, about a week ago, they moved and just left her there. A girl I work with lived next door to them and took her in, but she couldn't keep the dog long-term.

Her name was Ariel, but a new life deserves a new name, and so now, I present to you, Valentine:

Friday, February 02, 2007

A Bloggers (Silent) Poetry Reading

I decided, quite spur of the moment, to participate in the Second Annual Brigid in Cyberspace Poetry Reading. So, I present to you one of my favorite poems:

Love Letter

Not easy to state the change you made.
If I'm alive now, then I was dead,
Though, like a stone, unbothered by it,
Staying put according to habit.
You didn't just toe me an inch, no--
Nor leave me to set my small bald eye
Skyward again, without hope, of course,
Of apprehending blueness, or stars.

That wasn't it. I slept, say: a snake
Masked among black rocks as a black rock
In the white hiatus of winter--
Like my neighbors, taking no pleasure
In the million perfectly-chiseled
Cheeks alighting each moment to melt
My cheek of basalt. They turned to tears,
Angels weeping over dull natures,
But didn't convince me. Those tears froze.
Each dead head had a visor of ice.

And I slept on like a bent finger.
The first thing I saw was sheer air
And the locked drops rising in a dew
Limpid as spirits. Many stones lay
Dense and expressionless round about.
I didn't know what to make of it.
I shone, mica-scaled, and unfolded
To pour myself out like a fluid
Among bird feet and the stems of plants.
I wasn't fooled. I knew you at once.

Tree and stone glittered, without shadows.
My finger-length grew lucent as glass.
I started to bud like a March twig:
An arm and a leg, an arm, a leg.
From stone to cloud, so I ascended.
Now I resemble a sort of god
Floating through the air in my soul-shift
Pure as a pane of ice. It's a gift.

-Sylvia Plath