You know, you click on a video of a celebrity you're vaguely interested in and all of a sudden you're watching video after video of women eating couch cushions and toilet paper and 13-year-old prostitutes who want babies.
I should have been doing the dishes.
I should have been writing my calligraphy reflection. (the essay where I get to tell my teacher that her calligraphic arts guild is a group of mindless drones that think they know what is and isn't art)
I should have been writing both of my signature assignments for my psych class.
One about a psychology study I am interested in,
and another about the AA meeting I was supposed to go to.
I should have been finishing Annalyn's Reception photos and burning them to a disc so I could mail them to her.
I should have been lettering my sheep book for calligraphy so I can get it ready to sew tomorrow.
didn't do any of that.
still not doing any of that.
I went to a really awesome knitting workshop this weekend. I learned about basic pattern drafting, celtic cables, and mosaic knitting.
I am dying to knit up another pillow for the couch.
I'm also dying to watch some more How I Met Your Mother.
I'm on season 4.
I found my old blog last night.
I am hilarious.
Or, I was, I guess.
My new favorite song is Little Talks by Of Monsters and Men. and I'm really possessive about it.
I played with Xander yesterday. We played with chalk and stuff.