sleep-deprived and geeky
i stayed up *waaaaay* too late last night trying to finish some christmas knitting and watching episodes from the first season of star trek:tng. that first season is not as corny as i remembered, surprisingly. (except for beardless riker. he's every bit as corny as i remember.) one thing that really stands out about these first episodes (to me, anyway) is that worf just doesn't get much screen time. i will be happier when there are less ferengi and more klingons.
the knitting (a pair of mittens for my brother's fiance) would have been finished, except that i ran out of the off-white yarn i was using. i went and bought more yarn, but when i got it home i discovered that it was wrong dye lot. (when will i learn to write that stuff down and take it with me to the store? bad knitter, no biscuit!) i decided to rip out the cuffs and re-knit them in black. i've got lots of black, and i actually think it will look better with the pattern i'm using -- but it means i have to knit both cuffs twice. that doesn't exactly thrill me.
P is picking me up from work in less than an hour so we can head down to my parents' house for a couple of days...and i don't have to come back to my office until NEXT YEAR. i could take a nap every day for the next eleven days in a row, if i wanted to. that thought is probably making me just a little *too* happy.
the knitting (a pair of mittens for my brother's fiance) would have been finished, except that i ran out of the off-white yarn i was using. i went and bought more yarn, but when i got it home i discovered that it was wrong dye lot. (when will i learn to write that stuff down and take it with me to the store? bad knitter, no biscuit!) i decided to rip out the cuffs and re-knit them in black. i've got lots of black, and i actually think it will look better with the pattern i'm using -- but it means i have to knit both cuffs twice. that doesn't exactly thrill me.
P is picking me up from work in less than an hour so we can head down to my parents' house for a couple of days...and i don't have to come back to my office until NEXT YEAR. i could take a nap every day for the next eleven days in a row, if i wanted to. that thought is probably making me just a little *too* happy.