February 2009
iPhone typos. I only use “ans” when speaking French and it’s West Indian Girl playing tonight. Not “Insian.”
6 mile run done. Showered and shaved. Ready for dinner and Loquat ans West Insian Girl at Bottom of the Hill.
January 2009
slept in to 9, cuddled with Janie Sparkles until 10, looked online at airfares for April and May travel and now it’s time for coffee
Whine du jour: 11 hours work on day off, left dog at home bc wasn’t supposed to take this long, pressing to-do’s undone, no lunch or run.
Not a lot of knitting accomplished to night. But my sore shoulders tell me that time was well spent at circus class.
BMFA sock club arrived: love the color, pattern has beads, hence too girly for my feet, but good looking.
flickr refuses to acknowledge blog username/password is correct. xmlrpc.php file lives in its proper place and writing enabled
um, it’s been 40 minutes, Flickr. That thar’ email-to-post-to-blog hasn’t appeared yet. Sure, it’s on your site, but what about mine?
Waiting for Flickr to post Polarize’d photo to blog. Lovin’ free apps and automated processes.
I only knit 1296 stitches tonight.
LOST is new tonight. I need this hour.
Stayed at work until 8pm. Inbox down to 192. To-do’s still raging every which where.
thoughts on Plinky, anyone? www.plinky.com
I forgot that LOST is here to make my night a bit happier. Wine and knitting will help, too.
Getting work under control, slowly but surely. An important knit phone call at the office. Short-rowed a heel into cuff land. Great day!
shucks, I misunderstood my BMFA shipping notice. It’s telling me that it was sent today, not to be delivered today.
Busy, busy, productive day but still so behind. A run today? Didn’t and won’t happen.
Walzwerk fish for dinner: grilled wild salmon, grilled aspargus and buttery mashed potatoes with equally buttery leeks on top.
Home after a run, an surprising coffee meeting with @WonderMike, and abalone burritos with homemade guacamole.
No work this weekend (as of now), a simple ribbed sock with handspun, and junk TV (LA Ink, Best Week Ever) = an ideal Friday after this week
This is the earliest I’ve been home from work all week. The peanut bummer that is peanut butter is getting peanut better.
It’s amazing how soothing casting-on a toe is. Magic, eh, Judy? And, believe it or not, with handspun. Thanks, Ms. Bockstark!
Pissed at another missed circus class. Fighting off failure pangs. Starts in 25 min and Janue and I are still in Berkeley.
would rather hide from the day with his snoring dog in bed.
Totally worth staying up late tonight to decompress and steep my brain in Lost.
No sushi. Too late for take-out. Bowl of Special K for dinner. I’m gonna be so skinny!
Found earloop replacement, although a bit large… at least I’m not condemned to wear headbands. Now, dinner.
Home. Sadly, found bluetooth headpiece broken in jacket pocket. Someone break it when I wasn’t at my desk? Was find this AM.
If I can get out of here, I want to take myself out for sushi and watch Lost. Solo dining tonight.
Dairy products make everything better, second only to salt and starch. Thank you, milk and cheese.
(>12 hours at work) + (returning in <12) x 3 days = -me
missed circus class tonight. Don’t know if I resent the lost fitness or tuition more.
Just missed 5 minutes of his speech.
Watching inauguration at work. Glad we’re not missing this.
This made my night: http://tinyurl.com/86znsl
Shower, shave and into bed then back at it tomorrow. Wonder if I’ll see inauguration or will continue spinning on this weekend’s mess?
Nevermind. Back to work from 10:45am to 8pm. Time to eat.
I need to relax and really, really enjoy myself before heading back to work in five hours. Three-day weekend = FAIL.
My work here is done… 12 hours later. Be back tomorrow!
I missed today. Still at work.