Honestly. Lace knitting. Medications that make me loopy. They do NOT mix.
I suppose the public service announcement here is: if you shouldn’t be driving while taking it, then don’t knit lace while taking it.
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I’ll also note that, probably for similar reasons, I thought this was a good time to design a database for my clothing in Second Life. And because I’m not insane enough, a MySQL database with a PHP front-end, and ideally with the ability to hook into it from Second Life itself.
Yeah, I aim high. I’ve done something *like* it before, but not on this kind of scale. Yes, I *do* have that many virtual clothes.
It is, however, now almost 9am. I haven’t slept, so I think I’m going to put the to-be-recycled ink cartridges in the mail before I try again. How very kind of them to give me free recycling envelopes. *rolls eyes* Since the twin-pack of ink (black and color) was expensive enough to make me think it must be made from the blood of virgin unicorns or something.
…And my mind just took a very, VERY wrong turn. Blame a conversation with a friend that was far more detail than I ever needed or wanted to know.
Insert comment about goggles and their lack of usefulness here.
Well, this was a lovely way to wake up. </sarcasm>
Sleep far too late, because I’m still getting the last traces of Luvox out of my system. Come down to check email, etc. Hit the power button on the computer, and absolutely nothing happened.
There may have been some cursing. In Mando’a, at that.*
If that wasn’t hint enough, proof I’m a geek: I had a spare machine I could cannabalize for a temporary replacement power supply.
I’m also experiencing more or less the PMS from Hell, due to withdrawl from the Luvox. I’m very thankful that I have people around me who are both caring and understanding.
For good, there’s this:
The phoneix-like return of the Adamas Shawl. Please note, I hate the picture on the KnitPicks website – you can’t see any actual detail of the shawl, which is quite lovely.
Also good: the podcast novel 7th Son from J.C. Hutchins. TD turned me onto podcast novels in general, and this one in particular, and I’m enjoying it a great deal. Bit too involved listening for knitting lace, but perfect for spinning.
If it weren’t so hot here that the thought of spinning makes me want to melt.
* If you’ve never read Karen Traviss’ work, please treat yourself. Her Republic Commando books are my literary equivalent of comfort food. With the past year being what it has, I need to replace those copies with new reading copies, as they’ve been read and loved nearly to death.
One more thing that makes me smile often: The signed copies of those novels on the shelf over my desk. That was a most wonderful gesture at a time I really needed something good to happen. I do, however, suspect TD’s involvement, since he has my mailing address. Otherwise I’d start to worry. Hehe.
Or, alternately, "Wow, she actually started it again."
How about "Yeah, unblocked lace looks like crap?"
Nah? Okay, we’ll skip the caption contest. Especially since it’s 4am. But I’m happy I got past the first chart (finally!) and one full repeat into the body. Good news, right?
Bad news: This represents 2.1% of the entire shawl, according to the spreadsheet I have.
Yeah.
Oh, and I completely recommend dental floss lifelines. I tried crochet cotton before, and it was just a huge pain in the ass. Too thick, so it made the stitches in the next row extra difficult. The floss is much easier to work with. Except for when I had a ditz moment and was looking for something to cut the floss with. And this after remembering that some traveling knitters take a pack of dental floss with them on the plane, so they can cut their yarn without scissors.
I’m not always the brightest bulb.
Anyway, here it is, and it shouldn’t go backwards from here. I hope.
If you’re all good, maybe I’ll link you to my favorite stormtrooper’s website tomorrow. He is, after all, a sexy bitch.