Monday, September 01, 2008
A great, oozing puddle of suck.
In my great drive to finish some things, over the last couple days I finished knitting a bucket bag I've been working on, and chucked it in the washing machine to felt. I didn't quite like how it turned out, so I put it through the cycle again.
With luck, - and a serious shave - this might be salvaged and turned into a cat bed.
But mostly? I think it's trash. Or possibly llama vomit. Or, I don't know, a hair ball from a tiger. A small, eviscerated sheep dog?
Why do I keep trying to felt things?
I really want a martini.
at 3:57 PM