Anyway, it's such a pretty color (makes me want spring!), and I love the pattern.
I'm totally in love with both the yarn and the pattern, and fortunately, the huge mistake I made in the Van Dyke lace in the middle on the front is not too noticeable... (It's a 100% merino yarn and a neat middle point between blue and green; the tank top yarn was a cotton blend and more sagey. It's hard to tell on monitors.)
I am only saying this because I think you may be succeeding at the social adeptness better than you think you are.
Aw. Thank you. I don't think I'm awful, but I lurk a lot, and have an especially hard time approaching people I don't know, and I really don't do enough to let people know when they write posts that I like, or that make me think, or just that they make LJ a better place. So.
As funny as the episode is--and I giggle like a maniac through almost the whole thing, every time--this is actually one aspect of it that makes me terribly sad for some reason, watching Fraser try so hard to hold on when he's so helpless.
There is a brittle, manic edge to his behavior that, once again, makes him come across as incredibly alone, even with Ray. He can't allow himself that dependence. I think one of the great things about the singing montage is that Fraser is letting himself soften a little into needing someone else.
And Fraser talking about books is unfair to all women and should be outlawed.
I'm totally in love with both the yarn and the pattern, and fortunately, the huge mistake I made in the Van Dyke lace in the middle on the front is not too noticeable... (It's a 100% merino yarn and a neat middle point between blue and green; the tank top yarn was a cotton blend and more sagey. It's hard to tell on monitors.)
I am only saying this because I think you may be succeeding at the social adeptness better than you think you are.
Aw. Thank you. I don't think I'm awful, but I lurk a lot, and have an especially hard time approaching people I don't know, and I really don't do enough to let people know when they write posts that I like, or that make me think, or just that they make LJ a better place. So.
As funny as the episode is--and I giggle like a maniac through almost the whole thing, every time--this is actually one aspect of it that makes me terribly sad for some reason, watching Fraser try so hard to hold on when he's so helpless.
There is a brittle, manic edge to his behavior that, once again, makes him come across as incredibly alone, even with Ray. He can't allow himself that dependence. I think one of the great things about the singing montage is that Fraser is letting himself soften a little into needing someone else.
And Fraser talking about books is unfair to all women and should be outlawed.
RAWR. So unfair.
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