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Rants, ramblings about my life, work, politics, current events and my obsessions with yarn, knitting, and good music...

Tuesday, November 30, 2004


I was informed that I need to update my blog. I know, I've been bad about it this week.

Things are crazy so it's going to be a short post...

Work's busy, school's even busier (lots to do in the next week & 2 days), I've a couple knitting projects for gifts I need to do. One is an original pattern (I KNOW!! Can you believe it??) Pattern to follow if it works out well.

Back to work.

Happy Tuesday.

Wednesday, November 24, 2004

Greatly Missed

I can't believe it's been a year since Aunt Fran passed on to her next journey. Some days it feels like it's been longer, other days it feels like it was only yesterday. And there are days where it feels like she's still here.

She was one of the most amazing people I'll ever know and I was super lucky to be related to her. She knew that I was a huge Hello Kitty fan & every now & then I'd get an HK gift from her in the mail. When Mike & I were living together she would address holiday cards to the both of us even though she had never met him. She would always ask about my friends even though she knew she'd never meet them. She didn't agree with homosexuality but really tried to understand the issues that were affecting the gay community. She had this crazy sense of humor and an infectous laugh that lit up the room. She & my uncle were so in love that when either one of them walked in to the room they would look at each other and smile the way that you could tell that at that moment all they saw was each other. She was an amazing Mom to my cousins and you can see so much of her gentle spirit in them.

I miss you Aunt Fran. I know you're happy where you are, but it still sucks you're not here.

Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Bad Yarn

The normally lovely and wonderful Cascade 220 is being very very bad. I'm using it to make my nephew James a Harry Potter scarf and it needs to sit in the corner until it stops being so bad.

Stacy & I went to the Ewenique Yarns on saturday and she & Maggie the owner had an intervention on the length of the scarf I wanted to make. The pattern says for it to be 85 inches long and that about 1000 yards of yarn would be needed. James is nine, his scarf doesn't need to be that long. So Maggie, figured that I would only need 2 skeins of Cascade 220 (each skein has 220 yards... get it Cascade 220... plus the 100 or so yards of the contrasting colour) making the scarf about 540 yards. How many inches this is, I've no idea, but it's nowhere near 85 inches.

So, I left content with my yarn.

Then I started knitting it up. And it's been misbehaving. I had to frog it after knitting about 5 inches and start over again because it wasn't looking right and I was unhappy with where I made the colour changes. Also, Cascade 220 is usually nice and soft, not scratchy like this batch. Bad yarn indeed.

Well, I'm almost done with the first skein and I'm coming to find out that there's no way that I'm going to have enough yarn. Mom & I are going to Stitch DC when they're in town this weekend and I'm hoping that they will have the same dye lot I have so I can buy another skein. I might have to call Maggie & order it from her. Too bad because I was hoping to finish the scarf over the weekend.

I hope the Cascade 220 I ordered today to make a scarf for a friend's boyfriend is much better behaved, otherwise I might have to re-evaluate my relationship with it.

Wednesday, November 17, 2004


You know you're obsessed with knitting when you have to create a new folder in your favorite places entitled "Knitting Blogs" which is a completely separate folder from the "Knitting" folder which is only for the online purchase of yarn.

Yes I'm an addict. And proud of it. And then I wonder why I can't afford to buy groceries...
Gingerbread Spice Lattees

Are so farking good. But so damn expensive that the one I'm drinking (RIGHT NOW) will be the only one I have for a while.

Things are good on the home/school/work fronts. I'm understanding what we're learning in Stats class, so that's quite good. (Even though I had a nightmare about not being able to do a quiz & telling someone "Whould you please shut the fuck up so I can concentrate!") Lit class is interesting, we're reading Gandhi's autobiography and some interesting discussion has been fostered. My prof did a bit of a switch up 1/2 way through the semester, where she now does a "check in" and we go around stating something that jumped out at us while reading that week's assignment. There's only about 10 of us in class so it works out really well & really gets conversation going. I've not liked about half of what we're reading (Gandhi's autobiography being on that list) but the awsomeness that is class time has made up for it.

I had a really good talk with my Dad last night about my post-undergraduate plans. I told him that I'm still unsure but have some ideas. I've always been interested in sex/sexuality/gender/gender representation/gender identity, especially people who don't fall in the gender binary and that I don't know if I want to teach Sociology or get into counseling. I'm telling all of this to my Dad, and he's all "really... interesting... When you say people who fall outside of the gender binary do you you mean gay people?" No, people who are biologically male and identify themselves as female and vice versa. Now those of you who know my Dad, know that he's not big on talking about sex and sexuality, so I approached our conversation very cautiously. I was quite suprised when he said that that was "interesting and worth exploring further." My parents are some of the most gay friendly people you'll ever meet but I don't think they've ever met someone who's transgendered/transsexual/intersexed and, like most people, are more comfortable with people who fall in the gender binary. But when I talk about it they always ask me really interesting questions and want to understand the issues that face the trans/intersexed community.

What's going to be interesting is when I talk to my uber-conservative brother about this... THAT conversation's going to be explosive for sure.

Hope you are all having a wonderful wednesday.

32 days until graduation...

Friday, November 12, 2004

These heavy notions...

It's rainy and dreary in DC today. I would like to crawl into bed & sleep the day away. I just got back from lunch with Niels and Matt and really need a nap. Oooh Wendy's is putting me in a food coma. I'm having a hard time keeping my eyes open.

It's been a rough week emotionally. It's that time of the month and I'm a bit melancholy, and the end of the semester stress is starting to appear. Stats is getting me down. I was doing really well the first couple weeks and now I'm taking a big nose dive. Fortunately, one of the students that works in my office is a Stats major and he said he'd tutor me. He's here late on mondays & wednesdays so he'll help me before class. Of course this was all decided upon 10 minutes ago.

My paper for my Lit class is due in three weeks & I've not done a drop of research. My books from inter-library loan came in yesterday, so I'll be doing lots of reading this weekend, one good thing is that I'll only have to read a chapter each in of the two books I'm using as references, not the whole thing. And the books I'm writing about (The Home and the World and imaginary Maps) are not long, so that will help the stress level.

Will be hanging out with Niels tonight. We're going to go to the mall so he can get a game for his XBox. (I want him to wait to buy Halo 2 so I can get it for him for Christmas but that's not going to happen.) Then coming back to his place to do lots and lots of reading.

Mom & Dad have come to my rescue and are loaning me some money so I can pay my school bill before the semester ends so I can graduate. It's not a lot of money but when my paychecks are budgeted to pretty much the last penny and because I didn't qualify for financial aid this semster things are tight. But! It's my LAST SEMESTER!!!!!

Back to work. Have a great weekend!

Tuesday, November 09, 2004

The Proof is in the Pudding...

I know you've all been waiting for the photo of me & Mike Mills.

So here it is... I did edit it to cut out my fat belly (oy, I need to go on a diet)

Ohh Mike Mills is touching me!! eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Monday, November 08, 2004


So last night, I thought I was almost done, or at least I thought I was, with my niece's Christmas present. I'm making her a Very Harlot Poncho (without the fringe) with some yummy multi coloured (comprised of pinks, purples, oranges and grays) Rowan yarn.

Well I started the second skein and realized that it was not of the same lot as the first skein. (Meaning the yarns don't match, even though, in this case anyways, they're comprised of the same colours.) So I've to rip the whole thing apart and start all over again, but this time alternating the yarns every couple rows so they blend better.

In a way this is good because there was some pooling going on and it looked kind of weird. But bad because I wasted about 6 hours of knitting for nothing. And because my cats will think they have gone to yarn heaven & cats attacking yarn is not a good thing.

What has this taught me??
To always look at the lots, because even though the skeins may look like they're identical, they may not be.

Sunday, November 07, 2004

Here's the long overdue concert experience.

R.E.M. Concert Extravaganza

Jude came to town on November 1st for the the show, so I took a half day so we could hang out before the show and grab a leisurely dinner.

Well, we hung out, but dinner wasn’t so leisurely. I had put the tickets in my back pocket since I wasn’t taking a purse and I’ve never had problems with doing so in the past. We were at dinner and I reached in my back pocket to make sure the tickets were still there and… they were not. They had fallen out at some point during our walk. In a frenzied state I retraced my steps back to the apartment. They were no where to be seen on the walk home. The rental manger was still in her office and I asked her if someone had handed in a Ticketmaster™ envelope. No one had. I ran up to my apartment hoping that I had just forgotten to take them with me. No such luck.

So I left the apartment to head back to the restaurant to tell Jude the horrible news that I lost the tickets. I took the same path back just to be sure that I didn’t miss anything. I crossed the street and at a corner that I had been at five minutes earlier there was the envelope with the tickets. I gave many many thanks to the One Known by Many Names.

I arrived back at the restaurant and Jude was not there. I started to freak out because she doesn’t know the area and I wasn’t sure she knew how to get back to my apartment, I didn’t have my cell phone. It was a big mess. I walked towards CVS where we were earlier so I could by a disposable camera (which I wound up not needing) and saw Jude standing there. We both breathed a HUGE sigh of relief and headed off to the Metro.

We got to the venue without a hitch. Hung out in the hallway during the opening act since neither one of us were really into it. Jude spent a fair amount of time agonizing over which concert tshirt to buy. So while I was waiting for her to make her purchase I stood in a corner of sorts. And who did I see three feet away from me? Bertis, the band's lawyer. He was taking to a woman who obviously knew him & the band.

Jude couldn’t decide on a shirt so after waiting what seemed forever, due to the excitement of the show, so we ventured to our seats. We had decent seats unfortunately we had tall people in front of us and we couldn’t see so well. I even switched seats with Jude so she could see better, but it didn’t help much. The people sitting next to her wound up moving to try to find better seat, so that gave us a bit of room to move around and get glimpse of things.

The energy of the crowd was really intense and the band really fed off that. There was a great mix of old and new songs, as well as a lot of their more political stuff. You could feel the hope in the air for a Kerry win the next day. Unfortunately, well all know it didn’t turn out that way.

After the show Jude & I waited to meet the band. Unfortunately we waited in the wrong area for a bit so we didn’t get to see Peter Buck. But! We realized our mistake and headed towards one of the tour busses and I managed to get Mike Mills’ autograph and Jude took a couple photos of me and him. One while he was signing my ticket, Jude’s shirt (after the show she picked one out) and then one with his arm around me. Jude tried to meet Michael Stipe but his personal assistant pulled him away too fast so the only thing that she got was a photo of him signing an autograph for someone.

I was so nervous meeting Mike Mills that the events are really blurry and it almost feels like I didn’t meet him. But the signed ticket & photos remind me that it really did happen. Once I get the photos from Jude I’ll post them. Hopefully I won’t look like too much of a dork.

Friday, November 05, 2004

O Canada!

I got this from Erin who got it from... who got it from...

You're Nova Scotia. People have spread rumours about you and you have suffered from stereotyping. Few people take the time out to get to know the real you. You hate labels. You are patriotic and loyal.

What Canadian Province Are You?
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Wednesday, November 03, 2004

Dark Day Indeed

I'm really saddened by the outcome of the election. But those who voted for Bush are going to be affected by his policies a lot more than I, so when this country goes futher into the shitter they will have no one to blame for it other than themselves.

I do not understand how anyone, in good faith could have voted for him. Not after what he's done to civil rights, the environment, the economy, foreign relations, healthcare, Medicaid, Medicare, Iraq... the list goes on.

The man says he's a good "Christian" yet everything he's done has proved otherwise. So those who voted for him because of the "moral issue" you obviously weren't paying attention.

I'm so mad right now I can't be completely coherent... I will update & edit later.

I'll also be posting my R.E.M. concert soon.

Tuesday, November 02, 2004

The Concert

I MET MIKE MILLS... and I feel FINE!!!!

That's great it started with a handshake...

And NO Stacy, I didn't make out with him. :(

Images of the meeting to follow once Jude sends me the photos.

Full recap tomorrow or next day...

Allah willing John Kerry will be president in less than 24 hours!!

Go vote damnit!!