Monday, March 31, 2008

Plasma For Yarn: Fair Trade?

How wrong would it be if I donated plasma to get more money for yarn? Sounds like a pretty good idea to me. Helping others while satisfying my growing wool habit. I actually just bought some sock yarn that has not been dyed, and I am going to dye it myself with Kool-Aid. I am so excited about this prospect that it is truly sick. It really is a disease. A dream of mine is to learn to spin and then buy a sheep so that I can make my own yarn from start to finish. Plus, sheep are cute. Maybe I could have a goat too. A cashmere goat.

I tried to take more cute animal pictures, but I did not have very much luck.

Kip just gets annoyed when I take picture after picture of him and refuses to look at me. Willow, however, seems to love having her picture taken. While I was trying to get Kip to look at me I happened to look over to my left and saw this:



Just staring at me as if to say, "I can wait until you realize that I am also pretty and very willing to have my picture taken." She is always staring and watching everything. She is an odd little cat, but look at her whiskers. I have never seen whiskers that go in so many directions. I caught Kip in his favorite chair a little later and tried again to get a good picture of him.



No such luck. His whiskers were smashed against the arm of the chair when I woke him up, so his mouth looks a little weird. His eyes also never look right in pictures. I think it is because he is a little evil.

Changing subjects, my sweater is almost finished. I am pretty excited. The only part I have left to do before finishing is work the ribbing on the collar.


I am watching the BBC Office again and in the second episode of the first series there is a moment that I thought was worth sharing for those of you sad, sad people who have not seen it. Just to explain a little, the office manager David Brent saw a picture that was being e-mailed around the office with his head on a woman's body (you will have to watch the episode to get the rest of it, I don't want to ruin it for you). Then Gareth, the office weirdo, to describe him very briefly, investigates to find out who made the picture. So, Gareth is the sick-looking one and Tim and Dawn are the other two. I dare you not to laugh.

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