tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-222303092011-11-14T23:18:53.894-08:00Now with Terrible Puns!moiraeknitshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02831224540437628846noreply@blogger.comBlogger741100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22230309.post-1157168517079222872006-09-01T20:40:00.000-07:002006-09-01T20:46:33.703-07:00

I'm going to try hosting this blog on my own domain while using Wordpress. If you'd like to continue reading, please point your browser (since I can't figure out how to redirect with blogger's help files) to here, or http://threefatesfiber.net/blog . I may return to these digs if WordPress defeats me. But for now, look for me over there, m'kay?

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Damn insomnia. I'm so tired, and yet, when I curl up to sleepy? It doesn't come. Foo.Question for all you yarn addicts. Is there a sport weight (though I'll take fingering weight) yarn that's at least 50/50 wool/silk? I'd settle for dyeing my own colors, but I would like at least that ratio of fibers. I'd settle for wool/tencel, or a greater percentage of the silky stuff in the blend. My

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I've gotten most of my spinning wheels off of craigslist. And they've all worked wonderfully, and I've resold most of them. "Try before you buy"? What's that? Anyway, in the Seattle listings, there are a few that could probably use some TLC, and would need extra bobbins crafted if you want more than one, but if I wasn't unemployed, I might pounce on a couple of these.Nice handcrafted with

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Best answer to the Mo'fo snakes on a mo'fo plane phenomenon so far. Ahhh, Franklin. *fangirls you*

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Sometimes, I love The Stranger. Found on one of my LJ friends lists entries, a guide to going shopping on the Focus on the Family tab. They're kind of a fundie Christian org who has a HUGE section about crap like "how to prevent homosexuality" on their website.The gist of the article is that the more free crap they have to send out to people who don't donate a dime (and, in fact, snigger loudly

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OK, so I'd like to look for the pod. Podcasts, at least. While I don't have an iPod or other .mp3 player, I can and would be happy to burn them from iTunes to disc to listen to in my slightly less than hip music device. So, what are your favs? I'm poking around a bit on iTunes, but I'd love to hear your recommendations. :)

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Goodbye Mr. Orange Cat. I will miss you. Seen here with his little sister Tinkerbell.He went very quickly and peacefully. I hope he's with Bast right now, or at the very least enjoying what my sister wanted for him:So my little kitty will join the great Land of the Perpetual Warm Spots to Lie, where roast chickens grow on shrubs of catnip, there are endless bubbling water fountains to dip paws

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It always amuses me that the "dog days of summer" fall in Leo.Speaking of felines, Hobbes is doing a little bit better. In order to get something in his little stomach, my sister's vet recommended she try "kitty junk food", aka Fancy Feast. She's having to feed him off her fingers, as he's been too weak and too disinterested in food to make an effort to eat out of his bowl, but he's had a few

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I spent a lot of today on the phone with my sister. Long story short - her orange happy-go-lucky doofus of a cat Hobbes is very, very sick. $600 worth of tests later (she will have to pay me back), it looks like a bone marrow thing. He's tested negative for FIV/Feline Lukemia, but he's severely anemic and, well. It doesn't look good.These two are super attached to each other, and he's a

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Technically, I think Lammas or Lughnasadh would fall on the 9th this year, but many Neo-Pagans celebrate it on August 1st. I'll open up a bottle of mead tonight, and probably one on the 9th, just because. *G*I usually take the Sabbats to stop for a bit, to slow down and do a simple ritual and take a moment to appreciate how "the wheel of the year turns". To me, this is the beginning of Fall,

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...and found all the things I wanted to say. Well, except for the inkle loom bits.I have absolutely rampaged on fiber and yarn lately. I will admit to being depressed. Unemployment and a lack of *knowing* what I want to do for work will do that to a girl. And the intarwebs make it so easy to just click! and voila! Another fleece, on the way to me. Click! Hey look at that. I just bought

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Stitch and Pitch at the M's game last night was interesting. $20 for parking in the stadium lot, squeezing through the turnstile and doing the stairs thing in the heat with a very impatient sister made me a fairly unhappy camper.I didn't see most of the game because I spent the first two innings being "yugged" (mugged by yarn) at the vendor tables. Two skeins of Socks that Rock, and three

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That's the temp in my living room at the moment. It's nearly 8pm.I think I may be dying. Or melting.You have to understand. The average temp in Seattle in July is somewhere in the mid-70s. The chocolate bar I bought for myself yesterday at Ikea melted on the countertop. I'm on the third of three floors of the building, and my apartment is oriented east-west. Great light. Lots of light.

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by the letters FH (Fucking Hangover) and the number 4 (how many ibuprofin I just swallowed). Well, that and how many different kinds of booze I had last night. A mini-tour of the world, which stalled at Scotland. Meh. I did visit the Caribbean (rum...arrrrr!), Mexico (Patron tequila), Ireland (a shot of Bailey's over ice) and finally Scotland (McClellan scotch, neat dammit! heh...neat peat.

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Happy birthday to me.Not much happening here. I may order pizza and a 2 liter of coke and spend my evening drowning myself in Jack & Cokes, because this is never a very good day for me.On a fibery note? Shetlands: how can such small sheep produce so much stinkin' fiber? I unroll the fleece and it just seems to grow and grow and grow....Hope y'all are having a better day than I.

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Man, PMS is kicking my ass all over the mat today. Not even KT Tunstall's Black Horse and the Cherry Tree is helping get me out of my funk. And that's usually a sure fire cure. So I'm obviously beyond help today.Though perhaps a judicious appliction of a Double Stuff Oreo poultice would help?Moods like this, I'd usually go out for a drive, just to get away from myself and my own personal

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OK, it's been a little while since I posted. Time gets away from me sometimes, especially when unemployed.I've been busy though. Made another batch of raspberry jam with a friend. Have plans for many more canning things, though I took a break from it for the past week or so. I've been reading and knitting along on socks for a while. Started with another astrology group. And am nearly at the

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Nine jars, most of them out of the bath just 10 minutes, and most of them have already gone snnnnnk!All pretty and shiny and stuff.The color looks better here, I think, than the other batch of jam. But I could be prejudiced towards rasPberries.I need to get a bigger pot for making jam. This batch totally overflowed the sides and let me tell you, raspberries cooking right on the gas burner is

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Two posts in less than 12 hours. Be still my heart. Actually, I'd settle for some sleep. See, when it gets fairly warm here (it was over 90 I think yesterday?), I have issues with sleeping. Add to this activities yesterday that raised the temp in my apartment by about ten degrees and, well. I went to sleep at 12:30 this morning, and woke up at 2:05am, never to get back to sleep. And

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The sun moved into Cancer last Wednesday, and hey guess what? My Sun sign is Cancer. So as a happy early birday to me, and to celebrate the longest day of the year, I splurged.First stop was Weaving Works to pick up the newest issue of Spin-Off. Love those sheep puppets! So cute! However, the best score of the day was as I wandered to the back of the store, while they were looking for a

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For those of us in the Northern Hemisphere, enjoy the longest day of the year! Bask in the light and the warmth, and revel in this period of bounty! I know I plan to today. The fact I have plans to go to two LYS has nothing to do with it.Really.Why are you looking at me like that?Also, here's a question for blogland. I'm waffling between the Alvin Ramer super mini combs (probably in cherry)

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Long time no update. Still here, still working with some fiber. I ordered a base set of Gaywool dyes online and they should be here sometime this week. In the meantime, I've turned most of my attention to:- organizing the yarn stash a bit because I need a few of the storage bins for- candlemaking supplies. I'm doing a batch of candles tomorrow to capture the energy of Litha (Summer Solstice)

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OK, I'm being selfless here. Sorta. See, Melissa Lines of Skylines Farm has posted her remaining 2006 handspinning fleeces for sale. I love her fleeces, and she's a wonderful person too. Her farm uses organic practices, and you can see what a fabulous life the sheep have in the super cute photos page. These Romney and RomneyX fleeces are the most wonderful I've worked with so far. Silky,

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I'm hugely amused by the date today: 06/06/06.While my co-worker thinks Satan and I are BFF (Best Friends Forever...it's a long story about stupidity and religious intolerance that I'm not going to get into here), and I'm heroically resisting the temptation to do ebil things to my work cube with red food coloring and some feathers, I thought I'd take a moment and post about some stuff. And

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Still feeling fairly subdued and 'meh'. Mr. Meticulous (aka my brother) is in town visiting for a bit longer than usual, and is very critical of my housekeeping skills. Normally I'd tell him to shove it where only a proctologist could find it, and follow it up with a nice lemony spritz of Fuck Right the Hell Off, but I'm feeling so numb to lots of things right now I just settle for a dead eyed

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I was able to attend the Dulaan Knit In at TMK's lovely, cozy, beautiful house (yes, Ryan's TMK) on Saturday thanks to the kind indulgence of a most wonderful new friend. She rocks, yo. Sweet and kind and funny and terribly cute. She knits a mean colorwork hat too y'all. There were so many other fabulous people, some I got to see again, some folks who were new to me...like the lovely Janine,

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First, a bit of shameless commerce. I just bought an Ashford Basic Jumbo Flyer (double drive) kit yesterday on impulse and once I got home realized that it's just not something I'm going to use. Fastest case of buyer's remorse I've ever had. Gah!Box opened once, and I've barely even touched anything inside, so it's practically brand spankin' new. Includes jumbo flyer, whorl, four bobbins,

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Pre-pregnant? How about I cut off your f-ing Viagra access you bastards?Filled with so much rage. I can't even articulate how angry I am. The words "pre-pregnant" make my vision fill with red and it's a wonder my head hasn't exploded yet. But would it matter, so long as my womb was intact, regardless of whether I'm planning on reproducing anything with it?Fucking bastards. Grrrrrr![this post

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OK, so my grand plans for the weekend? Never really materialized. There was a lot of Stargate: SG1 watching (holy cow RDA got better looking as he got older and lost the mullet and mmm my older man fetish continues unabated), as well as another disc of Veronica Mars. And there was a lot of chocolate in there too. Too much. Waaaay too much. I think I could feel my very own personal molecules

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OK, so all my grand plans described in the last post sort of...fizzled. I ended up doing laundry on Tuesday night (don't I just lead the most exciting life ever?) and watching Disc 2 of the first season of Veronica Mars. I love this show. I don't have live TV service right now. I actually haven't had it for over four years now, and while I never thought I could cut that cord, it turned out to

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I try to be a good human bean, but this time of the year? When MDSW happens? And again in the fall when Rheinbeck takes place? I fail. Miserably.I'm filled with envy and bitterness at all the lovely, lovely fibers and tools and fellow bloggers that have the chance to attend these East Coast festivals. I lurk and sigh with longing at the stash folks acquire there. Or the new spindles. Or new

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*earcocks* That sound? "That is the sound of ultimate suffering." That vast and all encompassing silence? Where crickets chirping and the sound of a lone pair of knitting needles clicking away in the dark are magnified by about a billion?That's the sound created in blogland by the Maryland Sheep & Wool Festival. The sound of no updates. The very far off sound of squeeing when someone scores

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http://q.queso.com/archives/001917An interesting article about the DOS attack on Six Apart's sites earlier this week. Which was originally an attack on Blue Security, who rerouted traffic to their blog which then brought down all of Six Apart's sites. Boy howdy is THAT horrible netiquette. And here I thought hotlinking was bad. As a paying LJ user, I found it incredibly annoying to have the

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See, I've got the singles spinning down OK now. I'm pretty happy with the consistency, and though parts of the single are overspun, I'd prefer overspun a smidge to it falling apart when I go to ply.The thing here, though, is that my plying sucks. Like a hoover (or a Roomba, which I am still coveting). I don't know if it's the way my drive band is set up on the Traveller, or the fact I need to

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From http://status.livejournal.org:Since approximately 4:00 pm Pacific Daylight Time, Six Apart has been the victim of a sophisticated distributed denial of service attack. This has affected all of Six Apart's sites, causing intermittent and limited availability for TypePad, LiveJournal, sixapart.com, movabletype.org and movabletype.com. Our network operations staff is working around the clock

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OK, I have about 920 yds of what is technically DK weight, but feels a LOT more like worsted weight 100% wool yarn. It's handpainted in lovely shades of rose, a peachy color, and a light-to-charcoal grey. (Sorry for the craptastic shot - me and my camera are still getting to know one another.I'm looking for suggestions for a shawl to make for myself. I had started out with a basic garter drop

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I remain fantastically cranky (family issues, work, etc), but wanted to drop a line to say I wish everyone who may see this a marvelous, wonderful, superfantastic Beltane today! The light grows ever stronger, and the earth is ripe and ready to create all that is necessary for another successful year.May all the seeds you have planted in the past months bear fruit and bring you joy in the months

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No, this is not a post about a Roomba, though I will be getting one eventually. Not, this is a post with me wondering why on earth I do this. Blog, I mean.Most of my brain regurgitation takes place on another blog entirely. This one is about the fibery things, for the most part. An arena in which I am still a novice, be it spinning or knitting. They are things I enjoy immensely, and a way

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I had a great time at Shepherd's Extravaganza this year. The vendor selection was rather smaller than last year, and oddly there weren't any spindles for sale except one stall that had a learn-to-spin pack.But there was still some lovelies to be had, like this blueish-purple CVM roving. Alas, I can't remember who the vendor is - it came with a card, but of course I didn't include it in the

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The phenomenon experienced when you're so tired you fall asleep at the computer, and wake up with impressions of the keys in your face.I'm so tired I'm about to do that at work, so it's a lame ass post today. In fact, it's sort of recycled.A day at Sharon's farm, from last October. How is it possible to hear the siren song of my pillow from miles away?

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Today's post is brought to you by a slight Trader Vic's Mai Tai hangover. I'm basically C&Ping my post to Spindlers, because it's fairly clear and still captures my excitement from last night.*wanders away to find some ibuprofin*Ohmigosh! My Strauch Petite arrived in the mail today. I got her slightly-but-lovingly used from thank you Lena of Lena Brown Designs, and was SO excited to get the VM

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So very kind of Tom & Katie to name their daughters after one of my favorite fibers. Poor thing. I hope she doesn't grow up to look like an alpaca. I imagine there is much amusement in fiber-dom today.It's exciting for me because my drum carder is scheduled to be delivered today! The status shows "out for delivery", which is awesome!!! The only bad part about this is that I won't be able to

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I went to three, count 'em, THREE stores yesterday, looking for a single diabetic coma inducing Cadbury cream egg. I just wanted one. ONE! I would also have liked a bag or four of the smallish, hard candy shell chocolate eggs, also by Cadbury. I don't celebrate Easter, but I try to have one of the classic cream eggs every year. Just one, because anymore is guaranteed to make me sick. I

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I finished spinning the little bump of the mystery roving last night while watching the special features on the last disc of DS9 (WAH! It's really over!), and went diving in the stash because I was fairly sure I had more.Success! I found the box that it came in, which is good, because I think I would like to order more of this Tunis roving! I got it in October of last year from Sarah Cole at

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I have a hand crafted wheel for sale, and someone is coming to look at it tomorrow. I'm down to two wheels now, and will be keeping the Ashford Traveller until I can save up the moolah for something different. Selling this other one, which is lovely and beautiful and I wish I could keep it, but I never did get the hang of treadling on it, so it must go to a new home.It was the first wheel I

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Sorry y'all. I've been AWOL since finishing the first skeins. Family stuff sort of took over my life - my sister moved here from WI and we were getting here settled, and my oldest brother was in a serious car accident yesterday back in CO. He's OK, though they had to cut him out of the car and there was airlifting and scalp staples and other things that make me go EEK! and EWW!

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So The Yarn is dry now. It's The Yarn, with caps, because it is my first! My first wheel singles were spun on my now very sadly sold Columbine, and before the wheel went in the mail, I wound off onto a couple of Ashford bobbins. These sat around for *koffkoff*, and I finally got around to plying them up the other night.First, the artistic shot shown here to the left. This was actually the

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Actual fibery content!Sadly, I don't have any pics to share with you at the moment, but I did want to mention that I actually plied some of the singles I've spun and the skeins are still at home soaking. They're still soaking because me and mornings are un-mixey things, and I forgot they were on the counter in their pasta pot of happy eucalyptusy Euclean utopia.My plying? Sucks. I wish I spun

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I'm not sure why some folks feel that knitters should be held to a standard of behavior that is 'higher' than others. Does picking up a pair of size 8 straights automatically mean you're on a path to enlightenment or sainthood (if either of those fits your PBS, or Personal bullshitBelief System)?What is this obession with being "nice"? Is it a female thing? And why would standing up for

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I see a lot of KIP-related posts on various lists lately, and you know. I really only have one comment to someone who's either deliberately snarky or rude to me while I'm knitting. It's fairly succinct."Bitch, please."Remove the 'please' part of that phrase if you walk up and want to touch my knitting with nasty hands, only recently covered in greasy french fries and/or ketchup, or sticky with

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Today was a fairly good day, which rather surprised me. I usually hate the time change ahead with the fiery passion of a thousand burning suns, but today wasn't bad. Probably because I went to bed right around the time change this morning, and finally dragged my carcass out of bed around, oh, 10:30am or so.Yes indeedy my friends, it is good to be single and accountable to no one and nothing at

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I've pretty much made up my mind that I WILL be buying a drum carder within the next three weeks. I sold the Ashford Traditional and got it shipped yesterday (finally), and my reward for doing that was the promise of a drum carder. After a lot of research, I've narrowed it down to a few possibilities.The low end of the price scale is the Strauch Petite. This one looks like it has everything I

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Still not much to blog about. I would take pics of the sky to distract you, but I have a terminal case of camnesia, and the sky is mostly a flat boring grey right now. I wish I could bottle the smell of the first part of Spring here in Seattle, because it's lovely and bursting with life when you get away from the freeway, and when it rains it adds just a touch of sweet something that makes me

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This week has flown by, for the most part. I mean, here it is Friday again, and I look back on the week and wonder what happened to it. Where did it go? I know Monday was a struggle, as I didn't feel well. Tuesday was all about staying home sick. Wednesday was spent trying to work with the shipping department here at work on shipping an assembled Ashford Traddy, which ultimately fell through

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I've been feeling fairly under the weather for the past week or so. Sadly, with no health insurance, a trip to a doc for an all around exam is out. I've been taking my vitamins though, and I think with some rest and relaxation I should be fine.I perked up a bit today though, on one of my favorite days of the year. The first day of spring is known as Ostara to many a pagan, and while it marks

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What's that word where different streams of your life come together and interact for a short time? Not really serendipity, and coincidence seems a little too...wimpy for what I'm trying to say. Perhaps 'bizarre and strange cosmic alignment' would be the way to go.I attended the RMHC MS Hockey Challenge 2006 on Saturday. I think this is the fourth year in a row that I've gone, which is mind

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Melissa Lines of Skylines Farm in Idaho was kind enough to hold the three half fleeces I reserved ages ago until I could pay for them. Which was last night. So there should be many pounds of more Romney goodness heading my way soon.YAY!This is the same wonderful person who sent me Georgia from last year. Now that I've gotten my washing method down to a science, I can hand wash the fleeces more

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I find continers endlessly interesting sometimes. The topic and title of this post come from the fact that I truly, absolutely, inequivocably adore cheeses that come in their own little wax containers.It's all gouda!Please don't beat me with skeins of alpaca for that terrible pun. But it make me giggle typing it up, so I am NOT sorry!Today is fiber day, where I pay for a few fleeces I'd

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I actually busted out the spinning wheel *TWO* entire evenings in a row. I think I'll make it a goal this moon cycle to either spin or knit every single night of the week. Maybe once we move past Aries into Taurus I'll make it the goal to do both every night, and actually put a dent in my stash! For now though, I think one or the other would be good. At least 30 min worth, every night. That

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I'm still thinking over the Knitting Olympics thing, and things I learned about myself during the period.1. I don't really enjoy knitting things to a deadline. It makes me want to dig in my heels and knit slower, just to be contrary. I am a process, rather than a project knitter. I knit for the enjoyment, rather than the end result. I mostly knew that going in, but this really solidified that

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Who isn't a lion, but he is being a bear.My poor brother is out here updating his license for work, and getting ready to ship out for a while. However, the sniffles he picked up from his son has mutated into a full blown cold, and he's being awfully cranky. Grumpy. Perhaps even a smidge belligerent.Good times, baby. Good times.So there hasn't been a lot of fibery fun the past couple of days.

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YAY she finished! And congrats to all those who made it to the medal podium! Fantastic idea.Upon reflection, I realized that I think I managed to knit a bit every single day since I cast on for the socks. That hasn't happened in, well, I don't know how long. So I count that as my Olympic accomplishment. Yay go me. *toots kazoo!*Does anyone else find the fact that knitty.com's store has

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I can't remember which year it was when I read a story about Olympic officials being worried that their supply of condoms they were distributing free to the athletes was diminishing at such a rapid rate, they were worried they'd run out.Talk about your international affairs!That said, my whole theory behind participating in these Knitting Olympics has been rather like this - not everyone, or even

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And I thought I'd add a little something, just for all those who are actually, you know, trying to make it before the flame goes out.Oh, wait. I take it back. This one is even better!Not much fiber content today. I really had to fight hard to get out of bed this morning, which tells me I'm either PMSing, coming down with something, or just generally run down to the point where I'm going to

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The funniest thing I've seen today. Especially if you go to the Store --> Demotivators section.*ribs creak from laughing so hard* This is the kind of dialog that happens in my head. All. The. Damn. Time. Me love this site long time.In sock news, I got quite a few inches done last night while attending another astrology lecture. Same person, different location, so not going back if they stick

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With approx 190 yards of Mountain Colors Bearfoot in Firestorm? I have really wide feet, so in order to make sure I had enough for a pair of socks, I bought two skeins. The pair I made could definitely come up higher on my leg next time, but they turned out pretty well. If I make another pair that's the same length, I'll know to juse use one skein. This was the remainder from one skein, and I

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OK, so all along, since starting with the fucking eight (excuse me, FIGURE eight) cast on, I've had a weird feeling about this sock. The sort of feeling movie-goers probably had when watching the shower scene in Psycho. That "OMG LOOK OUT!", peeking between the fingers, can't-bring-yourself-to-look-away kind of feeling.I completely, totally and utterly fucked this up. Misread the directions

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I made quite the undignified sound when I checked my PO Box today, but I didn't care. The package from Goodies Unlimited was here. YAY! I ordered some Wood Beams, some Everything Balm, and two soaps a little bit ago. The Wood Beams because the Norwegian desperately could use some moisture, and I want it in top condition if I sell it. The rest was just icing, because well. I feel weird about

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I've decided that my lesson this Olympics is to not be such a tight ass or stress about, well, anything. I'm coming off a difficult winter, and I need to be more forgiving of myself. So if I finish these knee socks, great! If not, it's perfectly OK too. They'll still be there when the flame is extinguished, and I'll be tear free. If that makes me a loser? So be it. I never did play very

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Er, Valentines Day. Not an actual VD. Although with the lack of the sex-ay in my life, I might as well have one. Then I'd have an excuse.I grew up in a little town that has this little Valentine's remailing program. The name of the town was such that there is a Miss Valentine contest, and the entire town looks like it's been hosed down with Pepto Bismol there's so much pink and red around the

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Progress on the socks remains at a standstill, for the most part. I went to see Brokeback Mountain yesterday and it was every bit as crushing as I knew it would be. I'd read the story ages and ages ago, and am totally glad I went to see the film.But as one friend put it: "It's like a shotgun blast to the chest."I just hurt for the remainder of the day yesterday, and still feel really awful today.

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So I'm not actually making much Olympic Knitting progress since ye old Opening Ceremonies. I left work early Friday because I honestly thought I was going to faint, which seemed way too Melanie Wilkes for my tastes. Not to mention it would re-inforce the 'weak woman' stereotype that my incredibly annoying coworker seems to favor.So I came home early, opened the windows for about an hour because

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Actually, I think it's going to be more like four and a half, but I'm getting ahead of myself.See, today is the day when we're all about to cast on for the Knitting Olympics (fuck, I forgot to get rabbit ears for the tv!), and I'm stuck at work. To add insult to injury, it's *still* freakin' gorgeous outside. After nearly 12" of rain last month, and the greygreygrey skies the PNW is known for,

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OK, one of my things to do this year was to get out and meet more people.I never said it had to be in person.While I've lurked and commented a lot in various knitting blogs over the past couple of years, I hadn't ever really directed anyone to my main blog, because, well. It has more to do with fannish things than with fibery good times. There are a few knitters and spinners who are of like mind,

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