i just thought it was really funny. i got this from mecozy cute? gross? dunno.
i sold a scarf on etsy, to someone getting it for a girlfriend’s birthday! how nice! i asked if he wanted me to add a card…i would love to make it all fancy and put that obnoxious shredded tissue and confetti! yay! so whilst i was laying around with cramps all day long, knitting and trying to figure out patterns, etc, it really cheered me up. also, i asked for test knitters and had a ton of responses. you people are so nice. so nice.
i made a few hats, including a really strange one, sewn out of a short unfinished scarf. it is odd. i will post it to-morrow. i am working on another, knitted straight, like a scarf and then sewn. i am not sure how to do it and my drawings are not helping. at all. although i did some cute ones of pavel sleeping. which doesn’t help withe the hat. but it cute.
i wanted to run to jo ann’s for some stuff and jake had taken both car keys with him, so i couldn’t leave. in fairness, i didn’t think i would go anywhere. ah well. he went to a rollins spoken word tonite, that i was supposed to go to, but my cramps etc made it seem like a better idea to stay home.
i made some rice crispy treats in the microwave, which is way easier than the stove, as you just spray a bowl with pam and it worked really well.
i tried to watch “left behind” on the christian channel with kirk cameron, he is an alien i think. you know what? i have been left behind before. at least this time i could feel like i had some choice in the matter. buddha wouldn’t leave me behind. would he?
also, i am still having nightmares. every night. they are mainly about my ex, or my family. last night, my ex, as usual was holding me hostage in a car, but forever, and butter was there and had a knife and slashed his throat and the back of his neck, which i warned him not to do, because he can’t die, not that way, anyway, and he just had a gaping hole, but was fine. just really pissed off. so i wonder, what does this mean? it is very representative of how i felt then, and how i have felt in much of my life, trapped, with no way to escape, no one can help me, even if they wanted to…what does this mean? anyone? i haven’t seen the man in like 5 years. maybe more than that even. i saw his brother at the grocery store last week, but i don’t think that is it. hm.
oh! my logos are pretty much done. really cute. i dig em. i will be posting two for you to help me pick…and…any advice on what else it should say on the card? a slogan? help me peeps! well, peeps would, but she can’t talk that well. she is a cat, after all.
my ovary is throbbing. or my uterus maybe. it is on the left whatever the wretched thing is.
ok, so tell me what the dreams mean and what my slogan should be. the one i will stand on street corners shouting. ok? and the winner, will get something. i still have no name for my drumcarder, so that is still up for grabs also.
lovey dovey smoochie woochies.
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