anyway
I'm not going to do the ten letters to ten JE guys thing because it would basically go
1. JESUS GOD, EAT A SANDWICH
2. EAT A SANDWICH♥♥♥♥
3. I LOVE YOU AND WANT TO MARRY YOU, EAT A SANDWICH♥♥♥♥
4. EAT A FUCKING SANDWICH
5. CHRIST A SANDWICH WOULD NOT KILL YOU I SWEAR TO GOD
6. ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥EAT A SANDWICH♥♥♥♥♥
7. SANDWICHES ARE AWESOME, EAT ONE♥
8.♥♥♥♥♥I SUPPORT YOUR LOVE SILENTLY FROM ACROSS THE OCEAN, NOW EAT A SANDWICH♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
9.♥♥♥♥♥♥YOU'RE RETARDED AND I LOVE YOU EAT A SANDWICH♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
10. I STILL THINK YOU LOOK LIKE A DOLFIE, PS, EAT A SANDWICH.
so um. it would be pointless.
have finished the latest batch of handdye, and the next step of course is doing it so it doesn't stick ominiously together in the skein. I reflect comfortingly that if it's felted in the skien it probably won't felt in the wash. I'm kind of making a baby blanket with the coral pink, only I have no idea who to give it to because I dunno what Muimi's having yet and there's nobody local I like enough give a hand-dyed, hand-knitted baby blanket to.
Sunday Cecil and I are meeting Mom up in Portland to help Amy finish moving, which will be fun, but means that from tomorrow until Sunday, and then two days after that, Oliver and I are going to be playing MOMMY LEFT ME SOB at night, and I am probably going to wring his fuzzy little neck, if last time Mom was gone is any indication.
1. JESUS GOD, EAT A SANDWICH
2. EAT A SANDWICH♥♥♥♥
3. I LOVE YOU AND WANT TO MARRY YOU, EAT A SANDWICH♥♥♥♥
4. EAT A FUCKING SANDWICH
5. CHRIST A SANDWICH WOULD NOT KILL YOU I SWEAR TO GOD
6. ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥EAT A SANDWICH♥♥♥♥♥
7. SANDWICHES ARE AWESOME, EAT ONE♥
8.♥♥♥♥♥I SUPPORT YOUR LOVE SILENTLY FROM ACROSS THE OCEAN, NOW EAT A SANDWICH♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
9.♥♥♥♥♥♥YOU'RE RETARDED AND I LOVE YOU EAT A SANDWICH♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
10. I STILL THINK YOU LOOK LIKE A DOLFIE, PS, EAT A SANDWICH.
so um. it would be pointless.
have finished the latest batch of handdye, and the next step of course is doing it so it doesn't stick ominiously together in the skein. I reflect comfortingly that if it's felted in the skien it probably won't felt in the wash. I'm kind of making a baby blanket with the coral pink, only I have no idea who to give it to because I dunno what Muimi's having yet and there's nobody local I like enough give a hand-dyed, hand-knitted baby blanket to.
Sunday Cecil and I are meeting Mom up in Portland to help Amy finish moving, which will be fun, but means that from tomorrow until Sunday, and then two days after that, Oliver and I are going to be playing MOMMY LEFT ME SOB at night, and I am probably going to wring his fuzzy little neck, if last time Mom was gone is any indication.