ಠ_ಠ stop writing amazing amanda fic fandom i'm getting a complex!
I was all set to call Dawn hysterically and beg for a ride to retrieve Bones from the Fed Ex dudes tomorrow (in fact, did text back and forth but it transpires that Jaki and she are going to do con shit tomorrow, on pain of unfun pain and you know Dawn, always that thing about surviving Jaki's wrath) but then I went and looked it up on TriMet and it's like, ten minutes from Rose Quarter Transit Center and shit, dudes, I can do that.
In return Amy has agreed that it is totally reasonable that I get to open the package.
(apparently Our Local Fed Ex Dudes only deliver in our neighborhood from like, eight to ten in the morning and the first time they tried I was soaking peacefully in the tub, as one does at eight thirty in the morning on one's day off, and today I was out of the house at five and Amy presumably sometime before ten, when they showed up.)
Work again was full of dickery but at least we were one person down instead of ... three. =w= ANYWAY am now doing short rows of shawl and it's all, fascinating and shit, I guess? idek, it seems like I should be less entertained than I am by knit (purl) until last stitch worked, decrease knit (purl) three, turn work. What the hell, it's only five forty five, I could totally curl up and get some more done.
In return Amy has agreed that it is totally reasonable that I get to open the package.
(apparently Our Local Fed Ex Dudes only deliver in our neighborhood from like, eight to ten in the morning and the first time they tried I was soaking peacefully in the tub, as one does at eight thirty in the morning on one's day off, and today I was out of the house at five and Amy presumably sometime before ten, when they showed up.)
Work again was full of dickery but at least we were one person down instead of ... three. =w= ANYWAY am now doing short rows of shawl and it's all, fascinating and shit, I guess? idek, it seems like I should be less entertained than I am by knit (purl) until last stitch worked, decrease knit (purl) three, turn work. What the hell, it's only five forty five, I could totally curl up and get some more done.