Sleepy

I'm really tired. Two days of school has really taken a punch out of my energy. It's getting tiresome... and my recent obsessive behavior has been taking a toll out of my peppiness. Right now, I've been longing for to have a dog. Preferably a Shih-Tzu. Or a Pembroke Welsh Corgi. Or a Cardigan Corgi. Or a Pug. Or a Miniture Schnauzer. But I can't. 'Cause of my house contract. Which stinks. Because all I really wanna do right now is curl up on the couch with a nice fleece throw, curl up with a puppy and a cup of cocoa and sleep.

But I have homework too. 'Cause of school.

So thanks, legal matters. For forbidding me from having a dog of my own and interfering with my sleep schedules. Because I'm sure that what everyone needs right now is to be lonely and tired. So thanks again! I'm gonna wallow in self-pity now.

Rainbow Yarn!

Oh. My. Stinking. Noodles.

Look what I found on that newfangled info-merchant-gettin' screen MMO-I-don't-really-care-majig?

Rainbow yarn.

RAINBOW!  image obtained from http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6086/6101954116_4e9e1e2eb6.jpg       

 

 It's organic, eco-friendly, RAINBOW, hand-made, and professinally non-toxically dyed. And, it's (get ready) MERINO! What's merino, some of you non-yarn-junkies might ask? It's the softest, most fluffiest, most colorful, most high-quality Australian sheep-wool-yarn that you can lay your grubby little mitts on! And it's RAINBOW!

It's too bad it's sold out... (writhes with anger) How often do you see rainbow merino yarn that's not from a shady guy in a dark alley in the slums of the northwest? Not very often, I'll have you know. 

Anywho, if you happen to be buying paper or thread or yarn or needles or hooks or buttons or fabric or some-other-crafty-thing and you happen to spot a skein or two of some of this rainbow sheepy stuff, you know who to call...

 That's me.

Not good ol' Mary from accounting.

Not big, reliable Chuck and his wife Cindy from down the street.

Not sweet little Octavia at the Morrison's house.

Or Mom Morrison, for that matter.

Not Nana Fran from your beloved childhood fantasies, either.
(Okay, the last one was a bit far)

UNDERSTOOD?

 

Our Break is Over

The time has come... winter break is over and it's back to school with us little scholarly students. Time to start getting up at six a.m. and lugging yourself out of bed, then coming home just to face the tallest mountain of homework you've ever seen. School. What would we do without you? Actually have fun? Seems a long way off... *sigh* The time will come... the time will come...

Canada!

So I just got back from my two-day trip to Canada! Hurray! It was really fun and I got to see my aunt, my cousins, and their little schnauzer Molly.

I went there in this minivan, packed next to a couple of sticky children (sticky children directed at my brother and his friend). They talked and talked and talked and wouldn't stop talking. And to make it worse, they started chewing watermelon gum in the car, filling it with this choking stink. It was HORRIBLE because I got carsick from the unbeatable watermelon-car reek, the high-pitched chirping of crow-like children, and being strapped and choked to my icky brother by a seatbelt that would pop me if it got a smidge tighter, and not to mention that the driver was hitting 70 on the freeway and wouldn't let me open a window 'cause it was loud, but you know what would be worse than the loud rush of wind? The stink of puke.

It was so bad that I had an entire run-on sentence for it.

Now for the positives: I went to this water park (Water Mania) that was AWESOME. They had this shallow-ish pool, and while I was wrestling this pool toy (looked like a life-saver, but blue, extremely buoyant, and squishy, like a balloon) I get hit in the face by a wave. I mean, unexpected, right? Like, how many times in my life can I say I was hit in the face by a wave while strangling an inflatable pool ring? It was great; the waves hit up to three feet above normal water level. When I finally climbed atop my pool ring, like this guy here:

The pool ring looked kinda like this, but with handles for young child hands and no head cushion. Image obtained from http://www.toysplash.com/images/products/131377_L.jpg 

the BIGGEST WAVE rolled under me and sent the pool ring a couple inches into the air! It was so cool...but then the wave pool ended and I got bored. So two guys that came along showed me the waterslide which inevitabley was awesome. Like, you climb up four flights of stairs barefoot and freezing just to find this red tube with a couple spurts of water jetting out, right? Then you sit down, not expecting much, and then WHAM! You're sliding up and down and your feet dangle over the edge when you turn and then suddenly you're on your back and struggling and SPLASH! You hit the pool now you want to go again! PURE AWESOMENESS.

Also we went biking for like 5 kms on a trail. My fingers almost fell off.

Sackboy!

LittleBigPlanet is the coolest game I have ever played on the Playstation 3. (Let it be said that it is the ONLY game I have played on the PS3, the demos at Target don't count) And now, blowing your mind, combining video games and knitting, I present you with this:

image from http://img0.etsystatic.com/il_570xN.179947444.jpg

Isn't he just charming? The only thing that I'm annoyed over is that he's too FLUFFY. I mean, he looks like a knitted, adorable, sacky, almost-but-not-evil-enough-voo-doo guy. NOT FLUFFY. But isn't he well made? No visible seams, nice handiwork. Oh, and really good proportions.

So all around a nice toy. I want.

WANTED: New Knitting Supplies

I'm on a shortage of knitting supplies and accessories! I need a longer circular needles, a five-pack of double-pointed needles (dpn's), stitch markers, point protectors, tapestry needles, and hypoallergenic toy stuffing... not to mention I need safety eyes, white felt, sharper scissors, and MORE YARN! Peh! Where am I going to get all this money?

...

Hey, do you think you could do me a teensy, weensy, itty-bitty favor?

The World of the Media

Guess what I found on the 'net?

image obtained from tonioseven.tumblr.com

I can't help but feel that it's so very true. Leave your responses in the comments; I really wanna hear what you think about this.

Not Just a Granny Sport Anymore

Ah, yes, knitting. The stereotypical grandma's category of excellence.

Not just for elderlies anymore.

Yep. I am learning to knit. Not only is it fun, it challenges your dexterity and all around is a practical skill to have. Maybe my idea of fun is deranged. I dunno. Ever since I got yesterday's chocolate bar into my system, life is a bubbly spiral of idealism. Whatever idealism means. It sounds nice in the sentence, doesn't it?

But pretty words aside, my absolute FAVORITE knitter right now is Rebecca Danger. She has the absolute CUTEST patterns for knitted critters. I especially love this one: 

image obtained from http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/penelope-the-empathetic-monster

Penelope the Empathetic monster!! SO ADORABLE! In her own little feverishly monster-like way. For a beginner knitter like me, making my own Penelope feels like it's light years away... I think I can Magic Loop, but I still have to learn to work in the round with double-pointed needles. Which evidently means I'm going to have to buy double-pointed needles. I'm starting, instead, with another of Rebecca Danger's patterns, Chubby Chirps!

The yellow happens to be specially large.
image obtained from http://rebeccadanger.typepad.com/.a/6a00e553963a50883301543868e1c6970c-800wi

This one is a free pattern, and is also (to my sudden realization) knitted in the round. However, I read online from some person that I can knit it using Magic Loop. Hurray! I don't know if I'm doing it right since my working yarn is tangling up (I might scrap it and start over). Not like, a few knots, but like, fifty million messed up loop-tee-doo tangles, like a lion's mane that hasn't been groomed in forever! Besides, a couple of my stitches are sloppy anyway. So yeah...

Feels good to let that out.

KNIT!!!!!!

Rock my soul

Ahhh, music.

The melody of our lives, the poetry of a tune, the emotions expressed through a series of notes organized ever-so-carefully into what we can call a song.

I live and breathe music (not saying I can sing, though...). Got any suggestions as to some popular bands, artists or songs? I've been in a music rut lately...

Brother Mania

So I'm sitting there, eating my whatever-grain chips, blogging away, when my brother (who's sitting across from me) out of the blue asks one of the most random questions I have ever heard:

"Is peanut butter made out of dairy?"

image obtained from life123.com

Seriously? Look, I don't know the explicit details as to what PB-producers use in their products, but the majority ought to be squished, squelched, mashed-up peanuts. I mean, maybe there's some salt or BHT in there somewhere, but I really, honestly don't think that peanut butter is made out of milk or cheese. Do you?

Well... that was a few wasted minutes of your life spent reading my rant. Oh well. Leave your response in the comments.

Assuming the comments haven't been eaten by savage wolves.