It feels like Friday

But it lies. It is so Tuesday.

Anyhow. I am procrastinating because I’ve hit a creative wall in my freelance project (this happens 99% of the time, anyway; nothing huge), and if I had an iPhone I would so show you the tiny little lunch/snack that I have, which is an egg and some cheese and fruit and a teeny bagel with some peanut butter (Starbucks’s food offerings have improved drastically over the past few years), but I don’t so I won’t.

The pants are finished, after a late night dinner with friends. I watched some more FarScape (I love it more every episode and am angry with myself for not having cable back when it was on TV, mostly because now it’s not cool to dress up as Aeryn Sun for conventions any more; it’s been done) and stitched stuff and cursed out my elastic waistband which did not want to cooperate, and then figured it out anyway, and then at the last realized that only one of the legs is on the true bias, so the stripes don’t really line up.

Oh, well. The pants are shiny and I can do better next time.

I’ve become really addicted to Twitter and lately noticed that I get depressed/anxious when people who post regularly aren’t posting. For example, today a friend is in town. She regularly posts. Like, many, many times a day. Only today she was about the town with another friend, and so therefore did not post (though she has an iPhone – do not have fun! indulge my Tweet addiction!), and it was strangely unsettling, although at about 4 I realized I was being an idiot and stopped checking Twitter every ten minutes.

You can tell how incredibly overstimulating this week is if I’m blogging about that other blog I have. I think this is the beginning of the end for any sort of legitimate presence for me on the internet.

So I’m here until they’re done with their “thing,” and this the first time I’ve used my laptop at a coffee shop and I feel kind of like a hipster, which is mostly ok (my bag is a Bag of Holding, so it’s all really an act).

Friday is so far away.

(Oh! Oh! And Jennie is signing books with LKH, which is why I’m in the back corner of a Starbucks. Go get a book signed! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Heh. I’m live-blogging a book signing.)

About HappyGoth

By day, I'm a graphic designer. By night, I'm a knitter. I'm doing my part to keep Hotlanta stylish. I imagine that if you don't already understand the title of the blog, you're probably confused and perhaps slightly annoyed, but never fear - I do have a reason (and it's a good one). Having gone to hear Stephanie Pearl McPhee, and then having been inspired to blog about knitting, I found myself wondering what to call the blog. I recalled a conversation I had with Mouse and the Chicken Goddess about why it is a Bad Idea to anger knitters - this conversation was following SPM, aka the Yarn Harlot telling the assembled throng about Those Who Do Not Understand Knitting and Therefore Belittle It Much to the Chagrin of Others, or TWDNUKTBMCO, which is not the acronym she used but is the one I'm using because I forgot hers - that is, we are numerous and we all have very pointy sticks, easily transforming into an angry mob. Therefore, knitters = angry mob.
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