Yeah, I know I promised pictures, but I haven't figured out how to take pictures of myself that aren't a charming close-up of my chin. So, you get to hear about my Facebook habits instead. I have an acquaintance of an acquaintance who I'll call "Frank." I obsessively check Frank's Facebook profile once a week.
Why?
Because Frank is GIGANTIC KNOB. And because I'm a bitter, small person I get a kick out of his terribly pretentious profile. His interests include "giving food to beggars on the street." Yes, beggars . Careful! He might break into a song from Les Misreables at any moment! Oh, and he's "got a little obsession with nature and the beauty of the aesthetic around us all." I hope this includes the gigantic neon boobies on display on St. Caths. Knobbity knob knob. He treated my friend like crap, so I think my cackling is completely morally justified here.
Unfortunately, checking his Facebook profile also leads to the sad reminder that he has a girlfriend, and the realization that someone loves him more than anyone loves me. Except for my fat cat with the FIV and the scabs. And that he will probably do better in life hacking at monkey brains or whatever his thesis is than I will do in my entire life. So, the lesson: the people you despise are probably more love than you are. On the bright side, repressed jealousy makes the cattiness that much sweeter. See, the world takes care of its own.
Finishing the big green sweater finally kicked my knitting mojo into gear. I wanted to knit projects- all kinds of projects, the more intricate the better. Looking through Interweave Knits or Rowan magazines became a pornographic experience. However, most of my favourite sweaters are currently destined to remain unattainable centrefolds. I can't really afford a whole sweater's worth of Jamieson's for a Fair Isle sweater. I do, however, have a bunch of Cascade 220 I've been dying to knit with. I knew I wanted a cardigan, but I wanted something more exciting than just simple knit and purl, or traditional cables. So I've swatched for Norah Gaughan's Pentagon Aran. And I'm really excited to begin cabling. Right after I stop sniggering that one of Frank's favourite bands is Nickleback. There's aesthetic for you.
4 comments:
I hear you about other people and their non-single status. Sometimes I wish they wouldn't be so... flaunty... about it.
I mean, my goodness, yesterday I was running around the library trying to find books, definitely not trying to run into couples - of both persuasions! - who were definitely NOT studying in all the various corners of the library.
Seriously, sometimes I just want to smack them, because I'm tired of staring at the floor, dammit.
oh poor.....what's your name again???....oh yeah MARTHA!!!! I'd hate to see you having to postpone wanted projects due to lack of funds. I'll give you a whopping discount on all your supplies if you would just show up at SnB@!!!! WE MISS YOU!!!
Mote- Yes. Damn their happiness! Damn them! THIS IS NOT RELATED TO MY HORMONES AT ALL! Stop holding hands!
Frankie- Aww, you're a sweetheart. I'm actually trying to cut down on my stash so that I have more space in my room, and so that I can buy expensive yarn whenever I feel like it without guilt. You will be my first big yarn shopping spree once I get the numbers down. I wanted to come to the SnB before Thanksgiving, but my I'm taking my roomie back to Guelph, and since she has a test we can't leave until Friday. I will drop in Friday, however!
When are you going to post pics of the green sweater? and more cat pictures too please!
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