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I started trying to get a list together of the things I indented to make in the near future. ...I wound up deleting it when I reached 30 items and had no trouble thinking of more. Time is stupid.
When you crochet so much that your knuckles are bleeding, that may be a sign that it's time to quit for the night. (...I didn't, but I probably should have.) Geez. I mean... only me. I know. This "thing" I'm working on has decided what it wants to be. I am screwed, as usual. Long, involved project becomes longer and more involved, surprise! But it will be very sparkly. And to this I must serve.
As a side note, I don't want anyone to think I'm honestly complaining about the work I do. If I didn't love it, I wouldn't do it. There's pain and there's frustration and sometimes there is an awful lot of cursing and constant questioning of why the hell I keep doing it, sure... but I've been sitting here for hours with a project spiraling out of control in an enjoyable way, music in the background, surrounded by toys, a bowl of cherries on one side, a cup of tea on the other, an enabler on the other side of the internets, and a puppy that runs downstairs every so often just to make sure I'm not eating anything interesting without her. I don't know if anyone will buy this when I'm done, and I don't know if anyone will appreciate it like I do, but that's not the point. This is the good life, even taking the health issues into consideration.
So I will write quickly about ( adventures in pie yesterday. ) Which is to say, there were no adventures had at all. But surely Xemnas will be showing up soon.
I still feel like kind of a dick for being as disappointed as I am in the official call bracelets. At least they're priced right, right guys? *snort* Ahem. I love the fact that they're slap bracelets, but... maybe it's just the pictures. I don't think I've ever made something first with an official product to come out later, so maybe my perspective is just screwed up.
Geeks jitterbug. Who knew? I know nothing about dancing, but they sure as hell put on a show.
And now I go back to work.
When you crochet so much that your knuckles are bleeding, that may be a sign that it's time to quit for the night. (...I didn't, but I probably should have.) Geez. I mean... only me. I know. This "thing" I'm working on has decided what it wants to be. I am screwed, as usual. Long, involved project becomes longer and more involved, surprise! But it will be very sparkly. And to this I must serve.
As a side note, I don't want anyone to think I'm honestly complaining about the work I do. If I didn't love it, I wouldn't do it. There's pain and there's frustration and sometimes there is an awful lot of cursing and constant questioning of why the hell I keep doing it, sure... but I've been sitting here for hours with a project spiraling out of control in an enjoyable way, music in the background, surrounded by toys, a bowl of cherries on one side, a cup of tea on the other, an enabler on the other side of the internets, and a puppy that runs downstairs every so often just to make sure I'm not eating anything interesting without her. I don't know if anyone will buy this when I'm done, and I don't know if anyone will appreciate it like I do, but that's not the point. This is the good life, even taking the health issues into consideration.
So I will write quickly about ( adventures in pie yesterday. ) Which is to say, there were no adventures had at all. But surely Xemnas will be showing up soon.
I still feel like kind of a dick for being as disappointed as I am in the official call bracelets. At least they're priced right, right guys? *snort* Ahem. I love the fact that they're slap bracelets, but... maybe it's just the pictures. I don't think I've ever made something first with an official product to come out later, so maybe my perspective is just screwed up.
Geeks jitterbug. Who knew? I know nothing about dancing, but they sure as hell put on a show.
And now I go back to work.