i dug you so much i took some for the team
i have a book(binding) idea. it's kind of a big elaborate idea and i'm not quite sure how to make all the pieces work and considering i bind at the speed of molasses in winter, it will probably never come to be. but i want to do it because a. it's a challenge, b. i think it's something that should exist, and c. it will look really fucking cool when it's done. now if i could just figure out how to make it so....
my knee is killing me. apparently three times two flights of stairs down to the basement and two flights back up again [1] make it cranky, and this makes me cranky. i'm very vaguely worried i won't be able to curl on sunday, on account of all the bending and kneeling and yes, there are some stairs. it's just the one knee and i haven't done anything to it and it hurts to straighten it and i am really not a happy camper. i am however going to the doctor on monday.
on the plus side, my house smells like jasmine rice and i'm about to finish making dinner so i can eat. i have broccoli and hoisin sauce. and rice. yum.
[1] i'm doing my laundry and the washer and dryer are in the basement. someday i'll own my own place and the washer/dryer will be in my apartment and i won't have to deal with the stairs and i'll be able to do my laundry at midnight if the spirit moves me. which it might, you never know.
my knee is killing me. apparently three times two flights of stairs down to the basement and two flights back up again [1] make it cranky, and this makes me cranky. i'm very vaguely worried i won't be able to curl on sunday, on account of all the bending and kneeling and yes, there are some stairs. it's just the one knee and i haven't done anything to it and it hurts to straighten it and i am really not a happy camper. i am however going to the doctor on monday.
on the plus side, my house smells like jasmine rice and i'm about to finish making dinner so i can eat. i have broccoli and hoisin sauce. and rice. yum.
[1] i'm doing my laundry and the washer and dryer are in the basement. someday i'll own my own place and the washer/dryer will be in my apartment and i won't have to deal with the stairs and i'll be able to do my laundry at midnight if the spirit moves me. which it might, you never know.