Before I go beat my head against the wall.
The size zero circular from Halcyon Yarn got here today. All is well. They sent it second-day air, just like they said they would, and everything is straightened out. They were very nice about solving the problem too. If anything, I like them more than I did.
I have been working on my Knitty article and it's as dry as week-old toast. I keep thinking I'll go back through and make it funny later, but there's not much later left. And how do you make being a cheapskate funny?
The baby has been demonically posessed, AGAIN, and is not sleeping through the night. This may be related to my un-funniness mentioned above.
On the other hand, there's nothing like avoidance; while not wanting to write the Knitty article, suddenly everything else looks like more fun and I've finished the doily except for the crochet cast-off (which I hope to do tonight) and even worked on That Other Thing some more. Voluntarily. Without crying.
The baby and I both have colds.
I want world peace.
And no world hunger.
And an end to pollution.
Whine.
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I want a decent boyfriend. We'll probably see an end to world hunger and pollution before THAT ever happens.
oh come on Julie, there's endless humour to be found in being cheap.
Not hard at all.
I'm disappointed in you!
NyQuil. Trust me. You're suddenly funny. And if you're not, you don't really care. Wait...you have the pain meds. Never mind. I'll go try to think of some "cheapskate knitting" quips!
I want to wear a size 12... and eat all the chocolate I want...and to be able to buy the 12 pack of toilet paper AND the Debbie Bliss Cashmerino...
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