Actually, I've been thinking about this dead blog for awhile and since certain persons in this haus refuse to follow the "if she's asleep, don't for fucksake wake her" protocol, I find myself with some quiet, alone time to sit here at the keyboard. News of note, for any of you following along, I'm in single digit pants sizes (but a 6 only in the really expensive, vanity-sized brands), I meet with my plastic surgeon in January to plan the removal of MUCH extra skin...it is disgusting and must go, so I can wear my shirts tucked in and my rocking cute rhinestone-studded skull belt buckle. True story. Found him at a flea market. Now I don't need to drive back to Nashville and try to steal one off the waitresses at 'Coyote Ugly'.
Now that I'm back in school, with no 'day job' to keep me busy, things are pretty dull around here. I'm still knitting socks like a fiend, and even have a sweater on the needles...with cables, no less. It's a gift for a lovely woman who needs a knitted hug. I can't wait to finish it and see her wrapped in it's warmth. Good motivation to keep my hands busy! This post has been a long time coming, and I don't know if any of you are still checking out the activity over here, but if you are, give me a shout out in the comments. This posting hopefully won't be an isolated incident... latah, knittahs!