That's about all the news that's fit to print, today. I got hold of a copy of the holiday Vogue Knitting. Lots of nice stuff in it, almost none of it high fashion. (And I ask for the thousandth time, what in FUCK is the point of wearing a cardigan with a hood and SHORT SLEEVES?) Getting psyched for a review. Maybe tomorrow if everyone would leave me alone for ten seconds.
We're moving a week from today, we're having the last of the good weather for the year, and so I'm stuck chasing the Goob while she runs around people trying to pack things.
Missed yesterday's knitting quota (four rounds per day; that translates to over 1200 stitches). I don't have much hope for today's quota either. Hell with it. Once I get to Pigsbird I'm crawling under a rock. We'll be too broke to do anything, and I'm looking forward to it.
For now... I guess I go knit.