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Sixty five hundred teeny little stitches later (yes, i calculated it out) i have a pretty red scarf with only a couple mistakes. Yay me. My mom said that my grandma would have been proud. Not that she knitted. She found it dull. but she would have been proud anyway. Everyone around me lately has been subjected to "Look at my scarf! I made it!"

I've moved on to a new project, something obnoxiously bright and kinda special. I'm hoping to finish it within the next day or two.

knitting is addictive.

work last night was hellish ... not extraordinarily busy, but two obnoxious beagles that barked and howled all night. We gave them some sedative, as they were aggravating us and the other patients in the hospital. They then barked and howled while lying down. They were chocolate toxicity dogs, and had been fed liquid charcoal several times through the day, and by the time they got to us, they were spewing charcoal from both ends. It was fucking disgusting. Then there was the obese golden retriver, unable to walk due to vestibular disease, that would pee all over itself. And the drooling cat ... can't forget the drooling cat.

I'm hoping to see Michael tonight, in the three hour gap between when he works and when i go to work. Fucking convoluted schedules. I'm thinking maybe i'll try braving TC again soon, since I have my knitting to hide behind and I've been feeling a bit better, but i'm not sure. When I have been by, it seems like it's always closed at ten anyway.
Or maybe I'll just continue to hide. That seems to work for me most of the time.


( 6 made me bleed — cut me )
Apr. 6th, 2004 06:17 pm (UTC)
chocolate and dogs is a combo I never want to go through again.

Zoe ate a 1/2 pound of Sees once.
Including the box.

We were up all night
Apr. 6th, 2004 06:23 pm (UTC)
GUESS what is odd?
our place is only five minutes from tc!
and i might not be able to say that for long, so please come visit damn it!
Apr. 6th, 2004 06:27 pm (UTC)
Are you going to post pictures of your scarf?
Apr. 6th, 2004 06:36 pm (UTC)
It is closed at ten many nights. I mean, the place is dying. It's sad, but so many people stopped going there and almost no one stays late. It's a damn shame, I've been going there since middle school.

If you feel like braving it, though, let me know. I'll come out to protect you. :P
Apr. 6th, 2004 06:56 pm (UTC)
A lone lead flits and dances avross the parking lot like a ballerina on crack. The roar of a Saturn motor fills the air and athe awesome might of plastic fantasitic smoothly pulls up to the curb. The door opens slowly, and a large heeled leather boot slams oonto the pavement, followed by a long denim clad leg.

Steph arises out of her car,like a flare cleaving through the night. She takes measured glance about the area, encircles her clenched fist in her other hand, and pushes.

The crack of her knuckles ricochets across the parking lot.
"Don't worry, Shiny. I've come to protect you."
Apr. 7th, 2004 12:06 pm (UTC)
And people wonder why I am afraid of Steph?!?

Please post if you are going to come down to TC, I would love to see you.
( 6 made me bleed — cut me )

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