If I Had A Clone, I'd Be in Bed By Now
Dec. 6th, 2006 11:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
itsallovernowNot with my clone though. I'm pretty certain that if I had a clone, I would not have a desire to sleep with myself. Although, at least then I'd know if my ass felt as jiggly as it looks. I suspect... well, it could go either way.
Christmas threw up on my office. Which, well, it's kind of nice considering I do no decorating at home. I actually found these pretty little spangly red cones that look like Christmas trees, but they were $100 for a set of three and I'm not only broke, I'm not at all STUPID. So the insanity of holiday decorations sort of evens out the clutter and beer bottles and cables theme we've got going on in the house.
In the spirit of being so broke it makes my chest feel tight, I am making presents including a smallish throw/afghan for my dad. The problem is that, much like baking, it requires following precise instructions and I am not so good with precision directions, nor with counting my crochet stitches so the afghan... leans a little, swoops in and out like a first world demography curve. Fortunately it has a border that will kind of cover up my sins of inattention. Less fortunately, I have stayed up until 2:00 p.m. the last three nights working on it and now I feel drunk with exhaustion. "One more row," I'd say and crochet until my wrists ached and even the cats had gotten bored with the yarn.
If I am to be crazy cat lady, I'd at least better perfect the knotty arts. I have even resolved to learn to knit, although the thought of manipulating two needles is a little unsettling - much like skiing. Despite my propensity for landing ass-first or face-first when I snowboard, I find it far easier to deal with than the coordination that two poles and two skis requires. Still, knitting drapes so beautifully.
When my time becomes my own again (read when this week from hell is over), I will return to the SG-1/SN crossover. I sort of wrote myself into a corner, but I do believe that![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
leadensky may have given me the directions to write myself out of it.
Heroes was watched and adored, and I am praying to the electronic and financial gods to not cut the cable until Friday because there will be an hour long My Name is Earl, and I will need it. Oh, I will so so need it by then.
And finally, in the spirit of the holidays, why don't you drop by and tell me a Christmas/Holiday wish for yourself and one for someone/something else? It can be anything.
For instance, my own holiday wishlists involve my car not exploding or breaking down, my novel not sucking, health and happiness for friends and family (many of whom are having a rough time of it right now), time to write fic, and fic to be written for me, and a pair of sparkly tennish shoes.
Christmas threw up on my office. Which, well, it's kind of nice considering I do no decorating at home. I actually found these pretty little spangly red cones that look like Christmas trees, but they were $100 for a set of three and I'm not only broke, I'm not at all STUPID. So the insanity of holiday decorations sort of evens out the clutter and beer bottles and cables theme we've got going on in the house.
In the spirit of being so broke it makes my chest feel tight, I am making presents including a smallish throw/afghan for my dad. The problem is that, much like baking, it requires following precise instructions and I am not so good with precision directions, nor with counting my crochet stitches so the afghan... leans a little, swoops in and out like a first world demography curve. Fortunately it has a border that will kind of cover up my sins of inattention. Less fortunately, I have stayed up until 2:00 p.m. the last three nights working on it and now I feel drunk with exhaustion. "One more row," I'd say and crochet until my wrists ached and even the cats had gotten bored with the yarn.
If I am to be crazy cat lady, I'd at least better perfect the knotty arts. I have even resolved to learn to knit, although the thought of manipulating two needles is a little unsettling - much like skiing. Despite my propensity for landing ass-first or face-first when I snowboard, I find it far easier to deal with than the coordination that two poles and two skis requires. Still, knitting drapes so beautifully.
When my time becomes my own again (read when this week from hell is over), I will return to the SG-1/SN crossover. I sort of wrote myself into a corner, but I do believe that
leadensky may have given me the directions to write myself out of it.Heroes was watched and adored, and I am praying to the electronic and financial gods to not cut the cable until Friday because there will be an hour long My Name is Earl, and I will need it. Oh, I will so so need it by then.
And finally, in the spirit of the holidays, why don't you drop by and tell me a Christmas/Holiday wish for yourself and one for someone/something else? It can be anything.
For instance, my own holiday wishlists involve my car not exploding or breaking down, my novel not sucking, health and happiness for friends and family (many of whom are having a rough time of it right now), time to write fic, and fic to be written for me, and a pair of sparkly tennish shoes.
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Date: 2006-12-06 07:24 pm (UTC)Whenever I have to do a tiny bit of crochet work, like doing a chain stitch for a potholder's loop, I always end up using my fingernails to lift the yarn off, which seems wrong somehow. *g*
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Date: 2006-12-06 07:33 pm (UTC)My grandmothers crocheted and taught me when I was little, so the conceptual part of it has never been an issue. I think it's why I'm hitting such a brick wall with the knitting;) Of course, they'd be appalled at my wavering lines and lack of counting:)
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Date: 2006-12-06 07:42 pm (UTC)However, now that I have it worked out, the idea of changing things is really freaky. I think it's just one of those things.
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Date: 2006-12-06 07:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-06 07:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-06 07:46 pm (UTC)hee
Date: 2006-12-06 07:34 pm (UTC)Re: hee
Date: 2006-12-06 07:44 pm (UTC)Re: hee
Date: 2006-12-06 07:47 pm (UTC)with sticks!
AND, when your hair gets in your face, you just grab an extra knitting needle from your basket and use it as a hair stick! ;)
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Date: 2006-12-06 07:55 pm (UTC)Re: hee
Date: 2006-12-06 08:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-06 07:34 pm (UTC)I would love to oblige, but I think all my powers of wishing are a bit tightly wound right now, moreso than I realized. That may be why I've gone and started two holiday ficathons, because it's taking the place of other holiday mental activity...
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Date: 2006-12-06 08:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-06 08:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-06 08:04 pm (UTC)And for you to not be so stressed about money. Or Otter. And for all my LJ friends to be happy, stress-and-headache free, and producing good work.
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Date: 2006-12-06 08:16 pm (UTC)And those are lovely, lovely wishes!
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Date: 2006-12-06 08:27 pm (UTC)Are you serious about that helping? I hope so. I am still trying to think of ideas.
- hg