a knitted cast!
this was supposed to be for butter, i made up the pattern my very own self, it needs to be tweaked a bit, but is really cute, i will take new photos, gabe’s blow. big time. if you can’t tell i did a little cabling action and then some ribbing action and the palm is just plain stockinette, for her pleasure. 2nd one to follow, someday.
i had a bad bad night. i knitted like a maniac yesterday and then felt really depressed when i was done. why does it drain my so much? i always feel sad when i finish projects, also when i finish books, i feel sad. strange? yeah. i had pain everywhere, i felt like all my nerves were humming…zzzzzz….i took the shower, took main meds, took a chill pill, read for a bit, but my hands and arms hurt so much that it was hard to hold the book. i cannot handle that.
i have an appt today that had been cancelled from last week when i was sick and dizzy, she called yesterday and tried to tell me that she was there at 2:30 on friday and i was closed. no. don’t think so. did you have an appt? no? hm. and she asked if i would BE there if she came for her appt today. you know what? fuck off. i called her 4.5 hours before her appt to cancel. that is not the same as not showing up. maybe next time, i will just do it when my hands are shaking and i am super dizzy. yeah. bitch. another reason that i am done with this. done. i think i will make her feel really guilty about it today. bitch.
in the shower last night, i thought of a few other names for the yarn and knitting….my own little hands, my little hands, my tiny hands, tiny hands, little hands…anyone that knows me, knows that my hands and feet are my best feature. i totally missed my calling. people who hate feet like my feet. they are very cute. i will put a photo up. am i pompous about it? no, it is the truth. it is. anyway, it is up between that and two tears in a bucket, la pee la…let me know what you think!
i had a dream that i was injected with poison from a rattlesnake, among other things. what the hell does that mean?

pam said,
August 17, 2005 @ 11:52 am
I like la pee la, I don’t know why. I just do.
I never feel depressed post knitting, but I do post book. Weirdos we are.
pam said,
August 17, 2005 @ 12:03 pm
oh yeah and the yarn you sent lily is to die for!