Unfurnished Brooklyn

Please, please can I make the copies??

Because if I'm making the copies, then I don't have to stay at the desk behind Mrs. Malaprop. And if I'm not at the desk behind Mrs. Malaprop, then I don't have to hear such gems as: "I know he's a gay, but we don't put up with diskrimmatory practices." Or: "There's no mezzaleen in this building- that's just the second floor behind the first." And I don't have to listen to a ten minute diatribe about how she is "all-ER-gy to shellfood." After hearing her say shellfood for the 8th time, I said, "so you don't eat seafood, because you're allergic to shellfish?" And she answered, "That's what I been saying! I'm allergy to shellfood. Don't you listen?"

Apparently not. Also, before giving me a bunch of folders to file she asked if I was familiar with the alphabet. Either she didn't hear me, or she ignored me when I answered "We've met." Lordy.

She Lives!

I'm alive. But just barely. I was laid out last week with a weird throat infection. At night I'd lie in bed, feeling like I was stewing in Hell's crockpot. During the day I'd shiver on the sofa covered in a blanket. But after taking a course of antibiotics, I'm better. And really- why do they prescribe gigantic horse pills for someone whose throat is so sore she can't even swallow? Really. The idea. The glands in my throat were so swollen I couldn't even turn my head. Lovely image, ain't it?

Only problem is I lost my temp gig and I'm waiting for a new assigment. It's hard out here for a temp, y'all.

You know what I should do? Post pictures of the completed Colinette Prism jacket and the mohair "cat sick" cardigan. Yeah. I really should do that. Eventually.

For now, I've put away all my wool yarn (except the Koigu) and I'm focusing only on warm weather items. Like a green shawl in Koigu KPPPM. I think I'll go lace crazy this year. Join me?

A little change of pace

Thanks for all the comments. I tried to email everyone, but I may have missed some. So... thanks.

To lighten things up until I have time for a real post... here' s a link to my Internet Boyfriend: Dancin' Dutch Boy. It's actually a video of Donna Summer on Dutch tv, but you really don't take any notice of her. The guy dancing in the background steals the show. He is just so into the music, you gotta love him. We should all let loose and dance like that.

Back soon, y'all.