well i've seen you once or twice and i think you're rather nice tell me what is your name and will you come again

um so yeah my blood sugar is off and i drank some stuff and it's like i can win the Drunk Blogger of the Year Award again!. but i need to blog and i'm sleepy so...what was i saying? oh teah yeah so i went to rhienback rehine rhe rhi b rhinba rhineback rhinebeck with Crazy Lady did i mention she had a pulmonary embolism? is that how you spell it? and she made them let her out of the hospital on the night of the vp debates because she was "going to bother the other patients when she screamed at sarah palin all night" so they released her early. so i wanted to visit her so i went and she went with me and we went and so we went and we went and there was tsocktsarina and gwinivar's boothy areaesquey area place and i needed to bring tsock a book so i brin brung brought it and i got some yarn and also some from brewergnome it's hard to code links in with the loopiness and i was leaving kinda and brewergnome and jesh came up and then thegeorg showed me jesh's spindles and i was all "oh they're pretty but i don't spin and everyone was in panic emergency BACK THE FUCK UP! mode and handed me stuff that scared me and made me do stuff i didn't understand and told me i was spinning and i had the worst ever in my life picture of me ever taken in this here as evidenced in this post and then what happened? TSA broke my spindle so pretty from jesh I bought and i wasn't sure it was broken so i was randomly walking around the records management conference floor (i'm at a conference at the las vegas convention center, i flew there right after the rhe rhinebeck) carrying a spindle and people were all, dude, what vendor was giving THAT away? because you know, you get all the swag at conferences, right? and i was saying to a few, how did you miss this? everyone got one, didn't you? and then today i came across a vendor giving away wool and alpaca roving in little baggies.

umm.

yeah.

Although i believe the majority of the records managers who came across her table were a mite bit confused, there i was grabbing all i could, and wondering why. Just...why. And wishing the whole TSA didn't suck and blow goats in a manner that didn't require the asshattage of the breaking of the spindle, pretty spindle, so I could spin away, right there.

and she takes the red light and you will find crossing the finish line

So here's the thing.

The snakeskin socks? I started them last December, and I put them down just...about...the...time that I got served with divorce papers.

And every time I picked them up, I kept thinking of my divorce. They're the "imbibed with baggage" socks.

And no, I'm not divorced yet. But something made me finish these, despite the baggage, and the end of the second sock seemed to take forever. But they're done.Somehow, I feel more accomplished about completing this pair of socks than I do about any of the projects I've completed in a long time.