i can face the unknown....

i want more degrassi.

erm.

my skin has broken out for no apparent reason. could it be summer? or could it just be the increase of pastries in my diet, bought on by the divine french bakery? monday will be my detox day. primarily due to the fact they are closed.

i slept-ed at my house last night. i am in my bed right now. as much as i adore lachlans apartment, i have a deep, deep love for my own. and my room, despite the messiness and chaos. ok, it's the presence of my books. i love being able to see shelves out of the courner of my eye no matter where i am in my room. i love the lines and cross-hatched pattern formed by the books in the old wine crates on my desk. i love my chaotic ordering system that vaguely makes sense, but sure as hell makes enough sense for me to be able to find what i want, when i want. unless it's on the floor, then it'll take a little longer. the rhythm, the patterns, the fullness of the space they occupy.... it makes me feel warm and satisfied in a way few things can.

big book cuddle.

i'm looking into New and Exciting volunteer-things for me to do this month while waiting for r and s work to start up again - not that i am one hundred percent sure it will, because i am thinking they might need a real PA, rather than a crappy, untrained, disoganised PA.

had to frog start of shawl.
it's 'miss lambert's shetland pattern for a shawl' and i upsized the needles to 5mm circulars, and am doing it in laceweight alpaca left over from my attempt at those cute little gloves in knitty, which are beautiful, but really unsuited to alpaca in australia.


on that note --------> cheese! do you know my email address? email. me. i tried to find your LJ, but as i only navigate through my friends page, i couldn't find you. or monkeemoo, give me her mobi-nile. or her email... monkeeemoooo is wise. i want to to show Big Cheese brisbane-stuff.