Sunday, March 20, 2005

Put in a couple of hours at work on Sat morning, but it wasn't too bad, and I scored myself some huge knitting needles and a box o' yarn for my troubles. Hurt my back yesterday, and it has been bothering me off and on all weekend, but liberal applications of heat and ibuprofen have seemed to help, at least a little bit. Finished the fingerless mittens (which look pretty neat, I think), and the main part of the hat (which actually fits me this time). Maybe I can make the ears this week and finally have myself a kitty hat. Just in time for Spring. =)

Monday, March 14, 2005

As usual, there's not a whole lot going on in my world at the moment. I mean, I keep busy...but it's not very interesting. Haven't been doing much reading, or crafting, or really anything now that I think about it. Not sure where all the time has gone. Hmmm...funny how it just slips away when we're not looking.

Sunday, March 13, 2005

As promised, here is a picture of the finished afghan:

Jeremy's Afghan

Saturday, March 12, 2005

Master and Margarita quotes:

So how, may I ask, can man be in control if he can't even draw up a plan for a ridiculously short period of time, say, a thousand years, and is, moreover, unable to ensure his own safety for even the next day?


Yes, man is mortal, but that isn't so bad. What's bad is that sometimes he's unexpectedly mortal, that's the rub!

Well, as everyone knows, once witchcraft gets started, there's no stopping it

Just like a murderer jumps out of nowhere in an alley, love jumped out in front of us and struck us both at once! The way lightning strikes, or a Finnish knife!

Something is bound to happen because nothing last forever.

Beautiful women have strange ways.

It's nice to hear you address a cat so politely. For some reason cats are usually addressed with the more familiar 'thou,' despite the fact that no cat has ever drunk Bruderschaft with anyone.

Today's execution, needless to say, turned out to have been a complete misunderstanding - after all, the philosopher who had conceived the absurd notion that all people were good was walking beside him, so he had to be alive.

The man had caught the cat just as the animal was looking furtive (So what can be done if that's the way cats look? It's not because they're guilty, but beause they fear that creatures stronger than they - dogs or people - will harm them in some way. And that's not hard to do, but it's nothing to be proud of, I assure you. No, not at all!) and, yes, wearing such a furtive look, the cat was about to bound into a burdock patch for some reason.