Saturday, August 28, 2010

I fought the law and the ... LAW WON

Not really. I'm steering clear of the law. The pattern for the Tosh shawl won and it won big. Suddenly, I was 2 stitches off and could not find where it began. Ripped a row, still not right. I'm not ripping more than that so the whole thing was frogged. Whatever. A million other shawls waiting to be knit. Not getting stuck on one temperamental pattern. *take that, shawl*

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

People. It's just RAIN.

It's been raining almost 40 days and 40 nights. Enough  with the rain. But more importantly, enough with the "what-do-you-think-all-that-wet-shit-coming-out-of-the-sky-is" driving. There is no acceptable reason a 23 minute drive to my office became an hour and a half two inches forward, brake, stop, sit, one inch forward, brake, stop, sit nightmare commute this morning.

And on top of all that, every impatient, entitlement suffering little arse on the road just had to pull in behind me and try to crawl up the back of my car's ass in their vain hope that pure obnoxiousness on their part would cause traffic to magically disappear.

Pardon me a moment while I roll my eyes so hard I create a migraine.

WTF? Rain, people, rain. Not ice, not snow and all evidence to the contrary, not a typhoon so why in hell did it take an extra hour and 7 minutes to get to work? What is going to happen when a) the kids go back to school, bringing more people out on the road early in the am including those lumbering school buses that if you don't leave your house by 6AM you're screwed because you sure as hell will find yourself crawling behind one allllllllllllllllllll the way to your destination and b) when the first effing snow falls. 

Oh, those two things in combination will be enough to have you scrambling through your glove box in desperate search of a plastic knife so you can saw at your wrists while you sit in traffic.

Winter ... good times to come.

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Victory over beads - yeah, I'm a BAD ASS ... *rolleyes*

Clearly, I need a more exciting life. Wait. I need a life. Period. I'm declaring victory over inanimate objects. There is something seriously wrong with that. 

Yeaaaaah.

Well, screw it. I'm grabbing victory where I find it and right now, victory resides in the successful placement of beads in a shawl. And yeah, it is geeky and corny and screw political correctness but ya gotta admit getting so excited over knitting with fucking beads is queer don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about. I can see your lips twitching at the corners cos you're just as geeky as I am about getting those damn beads to sit properly on the damn yarn. 

*crickets*

Don't act like it's just me!! 


Anyway, the lace is defying my authority a little and the count keeps getting screwy but I'm pretty sure it's me getting sloppy with the yarn overs and stubbornly knitting on when my ass is tired and ready to go to sleep. Whatever. Fixing it is pretty easy and not so stress inducing since I can block the hell out of it when it's done.


I think. 


*whistles*