which is an Incredibly good book of lace stitches. in fact, utterly, utterly perfect for making my own shawl designs. in addition, i purchased a set of 2.5's because my goddamn 2's have a catch on them, and once Lace Shawl 2 is done, i will be sending them off to be with baby jesus.
lachlan is All Moved In, and we celebrated with harry potter. alright, we didn't, it just happened to be what emily wanted to watch, and we were there, and so we watched it too.
christmas soon. ::sighs:: made slightly less vile by the lovely promise of a christmas family feast at janes. i have to confess that the 'urban tribe' idea of diy families really rings true with me. i love the idea of forming a family through my tribal, loose groupings of friends. i guess that changes with children, but i don't know.... not having any buddies with kids and all.
i'm looking forward to getting to 300 catalogued books at librarything. unfortunately, it's hard to catalogue away merrily when my internet drops out, and i am far too lazy to do an excel spread sheet up with all the other books in them. as well, the order in which i have catalogued my already done books is so nonsensical that i have to dig through to find out which ones i have randomly skipped. i want my books from parents house to live with ME now.
am thinking about speciesism. i detest people interogating me about my decision not to eat meat as though it's a personal affront. or then making fun of any ethical dimension to it.
and also thinking about my blisters. which hurt. and the location of my phone. which is unknown. i want to go over to lachlans and finish off the pasta he cooked last night. only he's asleep and not answering the door. ergo, i call him. argh. where is phone? find phone? no. update blog. then eat. amazinly goood lachlan pasta. in other news, the dear boy is going to get the internet connected in order to feed his love of WoW. which, i may add, is not at an addictive, socially stunting level.
uni sorting continues. it is not fun.
i had my last therapy appointment for the year. i get a month off! in which i get to think about 'betrayal' and how i feel betrayed by people. jollification.
hungryhungry hippo me.
and ran into let's not(but say we did) man and had delightful early morning chat.
oh, the christmas pudding yoghurt at the yoghurt bar blows my mind.... num num NUM! and springleaf tea.
everyone, go drink springleaf ice tea! now! it is not sugary, or anything. deep, tannin flavour. oh tea. think i will have some tea now.
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Christmas with a family of your own making can be a lot more fun than Christmas with real family. At least you can all kick out the one who is being an arse without worrying about the family obligations.
Glad Lachlan's move went well.
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