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Life is Like a Box Of…

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Socks. Unsorted Socks. Esquire. But it’s apt after a fashion — it’s a colourful mess of random trying to find a match, preferably that doesn’t have any holes. Or wait, holes are… never mind, I’ll just worry about sorting them rather than philosophisin’ over them xD. My laptop has needed to go in to get looked at for some time,… Read more »

We Made Dis

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Today is ‘Mother’s Day’ in the United Kingdom. It’s actually Mothering Sunday, but borrowing the term from the thoroughly Hallmark’d holiday happened and stuck. This picture of Littlerbit’s random and adorable ringlets was taken over at Z’s parent’s house, where we were having lunch. We discussed how people spent stupid money for the day, and for what? Flowers that lasted… Read more »

Selfie Queens

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If there is one thing that Littlerbit loves to do, it’s to take selfies. As it’s my BFFFFF bat’s birthday and he loves getting selfies as presents, I let her jab her finger at my screen a couple of times to see what we could random up. I rather like this one, even if we’re both mainly out of frame…. Read more »

Knackered

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It was a Stitch ‘n Bitch night, and I am very tired. I had an unexpected run-in with someone (completely unrelated to the knitting group), and while it was a polite exchange, I was shaking like a leaf for it. That sort of thing wears a spoonless lass out by a vast measure, and I just want to sleeeeep foreeever…. Read more »

Totally Radical

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*pats face* This face, she is a good face. I like my face. I’m also lacking in interesting photos for the day too, so you get my face. La! It’s fine though. I think that while some insist this whole ‘obsession’ with self is narcissistic, I prefer to think of it as radical self-love. Society and the media says I… Read more »

Creeping Along

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Because it’s got sort of a vine motif, get it? Get it? Yeah sorry-not-sorry, I continue with the horrible jokes. I continue to be happy that I restarted though. I’m moving through it with a lot more confidence, and am able to tell where I made mistakes before I get too far past them. Most importantly, I’m not panicking and… Read more »

Puny Party

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Today was one of those odd days where Littlerbit wanted to be attached to me the entirety of the day. That included well after Z got home from work; even if she deigns to snuggle me, she abandons me the second he gets in. But nope, I was what she wanted, and I gave her lots of it. I didn’t… Read more »

Ouch

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I realised this evening that Id’ not taken any of my pills today, so I took them all in one fell swoop. I might’ve felt like a rock star, but now I’ve got some heartburn going, ha ha. Or I probably bruised something on the way down. Suffices to say, I’m not impressed. *manages a few comforting burps* Still hurts,… Read more »

Peek At You!

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Or Pikachu. Har har har, I’m hilarious. <__< But I liked the whole part of myself in the mirror, ’cause yanno, fancy mirror. It’s fun. I have done an incredibly good job of doing nothing today — huzzah! It took me all freaking day to get my morning writing done, but that was fine. That time was ‘wasted’ playing Prison… Read more »

Patterns Emerge

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To my vast bemusement, things have been a lot less scary in the knitting now that I’ve gotten to the charted part. After a quick glance to make sure I was working it correctly (this pattern comes with the written version of the chart as well), it’s been smooth sailing. Smoother sailing than I expected, but then — most of… Read more »