badrabbyt

so, i did a small amount of moving in at the new blog. but really... i spent most of the weekend with a migrane. and i have medication for this sort of thing, but it was a migrane that only turned itself down with the medication. after the four to six hours of minor relief, it would come back with a thudding vengance. it's even here now, at the base of my neck.

argh. we're blaming this on stress.

anyway, here's the new url:

http://badrabbyt.wordpress.com/

update your links and browsers, please. subscribe if you wanna. as things disappear here, they will re-appear there.

and with that, i'd like to lay down. sadly, they expect me to work. but thanks for stopping by.

i sure as heck did.

so, i just barely got out of my spinning class. i'm not a natural, meaning, i didn't churn out perfect yarn the first go-round. but i did rent a spinning wheel to take home and practice with. it's in the backseat of my car as i type.

that makes me laugh.

so, i've been... uh, knitting. a bit. my new rule is that i can start one project for every two i finish. you know, to clear up the backlog or whatever. and... did i say that i have to take something apart (again)? that lovely serrano cardigan i finished not log ago? the sleeves don't fit right. so, i have to un-sew, rip back and re-knit. which is no big deal, really. i do love to knit. but... i have to take it apart. that's the frustrating thing. de-constructing something you've recently constructed. i think i may have wept a bit when i realized what i would have to do.

and i bought yarn. there was a going-out-of-business sale, which was so sad. but i scored some dope, dudes.

this is called 'touch me'. i swear to you. it looks like velvet rope.

lavendar velvet rope. it's going to be a purty cabled scarf. that i actually started, because i had finished serrano. and this.

another scarf. but the yarn - if you could call it that - was crazy. it was like fishnet or something. obviously, it's not finished here. i went to a movie on saturday, and finished it there. it still needs a bath. it's a goofy scarf. i'm  all atwitter to wear it. somewhere, anywhere.

some lovely cotton that will grow up to be a shrug, i think. i don't usually like cotton yarns. it's nothing personal against them because they're cotton. they just don't usually turn my head. you understand.

but these two? good gravy. the bad thing about going-out-of-business sales is that they have what they have. meaning, if you only find four skeins of a color that you have a crazy sudden love for, that's all they got. good luck finding it elsewhere. you can, but it's similar to a needle in a haystack. and that color is far more vibrant live and in person.

still working on the pink acrylic thing. it's large and cumbersome at the moment. 

now, to change topic randomly...

i was waiting for z's plane to get in a while back. the truck next to me had balls. i think one of them had a crab. and yeah - they are gold balls. 

our table at the doug fir. a lit cube. it's kinda like tron up in there.

dude. best sorbet ever. and how can you not love how the little berries are dressed up like pirates? it's berried treasure! get it? see... oh, never mind. it's so yummy. 

and... i was cleaning out my closet, and i found a white skirt. which is crazy enough. i'm going to justify it and tell you that it's made of linen. but... well. check the fringe. little shiny mirrors. that make a clinky noise when i walk.

that's all i got for now. thanks for stopping by. 

there are some great things about the internets.

and y'all thought i was gonna talk about yarn sales and porn, didn't you? suckas!

(still grumpy about the thing i can't talk about, but trying to bury my feelings deep down so they can fester a little more)

thanks for stopping by.

i got this bulletin thinger from a lady we'll call asher. in the subject area, she had typed "bunnies!" it was a flyer for a music thing she's doing, but i'm still kinda laughing about that subject.

bunnies. heh.

so, i've been working a lot and doing little else this week. i do, however, have thursday night off, which i normally don't. i took it off specifically to go watch the amazing casey neill do his thing. and it had nothing to do with the crush, i don't care what anyone says. ahem. anyway... it seems like my dance card, such as it is, is rather full this next few days. not all of it is awesome-cool-fun-time, though. thursday morning looks like this:

run to the gym, sweat more of my ass off, knit on the sock, get to a doctor appointment that's in the same building as my gym (rather convenient, that),maybe get new drugs to keep my heart inside my chest - not to mention my lunch inside my stomach. stop by the store on my way home, because z managed to destroy a full bottle of lemon juice wednesday afternoon, and i am an iced-tea freak and i can't drink my tea without lemon juice. there's cleaning to be done, and eleventeen loads of laundry (i had no idea i had that many pairs of undies, but i learn something new every day) that i'd really like to transform into clean clothes.

i will need to avoid the cat-killing baby staying at our house. no, that's not a joke. and yes, ophelia's fine.

after what i hope will be a nap, i should get to this one place (imbibe) to do this one thing (happy hour - hi asher!). but, i'm not so sure about that. see, i have a strong dislike for going to happy hour by myself. and no, i'm pretty sure my fair few friends are not interested in going with me, based on things they have said and done. then, i think i said i'd meet up with cecil for something-or-other (god help me if he asks me to look at a boil on his bum or something), and then... uh... at some point i get to see casey neill.

friday, i have a dentist appointment. i get my real tooth, so yay! but, i have to be there at 8:30 in the freaking morning, so boo! and not a moment too soon - i think there's a hole in my new frankentooth. i don't know why i'm so hard on fake teeth. seriously - it's not like i sit here and crack walnuts in my mouth or anything.

later friday - because i'm pretty sure i'll want to go back to sleep after the dentist numbs my entire goddamn head- i have the usual plans with YMCrae. and... uh... there's this thing i want to go to, at imbibe again. but i doubt i'll get YMCrae to agree to that. last week, i got the feeling she was twitching to escape the place. so, that might not happen. but it might. i do get my way more often than i care to admit.

saturday, there will be knitting. and another music thinger at night. i forced capt clydesdale to endure the majesty of dr theopolis last weekend, and i think he's going again with me this weekend. now... i can't tell you what i saw, but i'm sure the capt is mighty glad i didn't take video of it happening. and then there was that moment where i startled the holy hell out of the crush by hugging him. i have witnesses.

as an aside... i sent the crush this email, right? it was very suave, in my opinion. and moi's, because i texted her the rough draft as it popped into my head. the gist of it was... the guy he keeps seeing me with (that would be the captain) is not my boyfriend. and i was subtle, in a not-so-subtle way. now, i was halfway hoping for some kind of response. not that the email i sent required it. but... you know. something. i need to be encouraged, or at the very least have a sense of him not feeling freaked out by me. i guess i have to ask direct questions and use small words. because while he is perfect in every way (shush. you live your fantasy, i'll live mine), he is still a male. and sometimes, males need simple things. like direct questions and small words. although... there was a lot of direct eye contact betwixt the two of us. maybe i should just take that as my encouragement. any thoughts? the floor is open.

by the way, women sometimes could also benefit from the direct-questions-and-small-words way of communicating. i'm just saying, is all.

anyway... my point is, my free time is ruled by music. and knitting. and checking to make sure my cat has not been killed by a baby.

and... gnomes and bunnies are cool. thanks for stopping by.

so, i don't have real post of stupid things i did today. largely because i noticed that a few links i had in the last post did not come through. i thought they were there the other morning, when i was tinkering with the site, but they have since disappeared. and i blame it on firefox.

first though - in the comments, moi wanted to make sure y'all know that she was not disapproving of the gnomes. she was disapproving of something else, and our online chat where she disapproved coincided with my purchase of said gnomes. she wholly approves of my continued freakish behavior involving many things, including gnomes and yarn.

recently, i uploaded firefox onto carmen. heh - that sounds kinda dirty. and if you don't know what firefox is, that's okay. it's a web browser, and it's very nice. i like it a lot. the ex-mister had this weird passion for linux-based operating systems, so we had nothing but firefox on the computers at the house. anyway, i prefer to use firefox rather than the corporate whore of an internet explorer.

it really is a great browser. i need to make that clear. but sometimes, it does not like me. while i was trying to post the other day, i kept getting these weird error messages. and it wouldn't upload my blog. it just flat refused. after restarting it a few times, it finally allowed me to view and post to my blog, but it appears it did not like some of my content. i would hit 'save', and a random paragraph would go missing. and also, it seems, my links.

and firefox also saw fit to delete my reference to folded pigs, another wonderful crafter on etsy. i'm in love with her stuff. especially that brain mug. good times.

so anyway, my point is - no real post, because firefox and i are still new to each other, and we're trying to get used to each other. he'll still leave his underwear on the floor from time to time, and i'll still leave the bathroom door open once in awhile. like all new relationships, we just need some time to fit together.

thanks for stopping by.

so, i learned something new today.

yeah. now people googling for necrophilia can find me faster.

so, hey. i'm not sure which one of you got here by googling 'elephant porn', but i hope you're not breeding. actually, what i really hope is that you're not abusing yourself to... uh... pictures of fornicating elephants. not that i want to know...

i should just stop there.

so, in an effort to make myself even more of a dork, i think i may have located a place within an hour of my house that will teach me how to make yarn. i mean, i know how to buy it and crap, and i know how to knit and crochet, which makes me a dork of an elite order. an uber-dork or something. and i've seen a demonstration of how yarn is made from the fleecy bits of sheep and whatnot. it looks really cool. but then again, i think turning a heel and shaping a neckline are also pretty cool. anyway... spinning yarn. i may have hook-up on lessons. i've emailed them, and i hope they respond. one of their classes starts next week. man... i really want to learn how to make yarn.

YMCrae and i may be going to a crafting event! maybe two! talks need to happen, i'm sure. more details as that gets happening.

before i switch gears... i've been knitting and reading. and sleeping. i'm not sure what's going on with me, but i slept all day tuesday. seriously - i went to bed at 10 in the morning, and i finally was able to stay awake longer than five minutes around 8:30 pm. considering that i normally sleep about four to six hours, that's a massive chunk of time. oh, and i finished season one of carnivale. i'm kinda hooked. i picked up season two before work tonight. man, i love me some library.

which brings me to books. i'm kinda scattered in terms of what i've been reading. and this is not a comprehensive list. but, summer is in the air and stuff, and most people go to the beach and read. or, the park and read. or, if you're me... you go to hawaii and knit wool socks.

i mentioned i'm a dork, yeah?

the intellectual devotional - this is not the sort of book you read all at once. it's got a page per day, and you learn some cool stuff. i think last week, i read about the venus de milo statue, as well as music theory and a brief biography of plato. seriously. i know that usually, a devotional has religious text, and a little religious revving of your spiritual engine. i don't roll that way. this is much more interesting. each day of the week is dedicated to a specific topic. sundays are about religion - der - and fridays are about music. that's all i can remember off the top of my head. anyway, it's cool.

everything that rises must converge - man, miz o'connor is one of my favorite authors of all-freaking-time. seriously. her short stories are amazingly brutal. not in a slasher movie kind of way, but in a violent twist kind of way. nothing is at it seems. and i love that cover. it really suits the book.

the perks of being a wallflower - it's a languid story told via letters from a teenager named charlie. he's just started high school. his voice is passive and passionate all at once. it's about growing up. i'm not sure if it's on the level of catcher in the rye, but it's close. it's nearby. they ride the same bus to school. whatever.

catcher in the rye - i reread it recently, so i'm totally counting it. if you weren't forced to read this in high school, you should do so now. it's a skinny book, and it won't take long for you to read. but it's totally worth it. and if you read it in high school, maybe you should read it again. i think i liked it better the second time around.

don't know much about history - i'm intrugued by books of this ilk. and, this is my audiobook, to listen to while i'm doing paperwork at my job at some ungodly hour. so far, it's interesting. i've only just started it, so i'm not sure if i should say yay or nay. but it's easy-to-digest history, and i can totally get behind that.

zodiac - my dad loaned me this one, and zodiac unmasked. i don't usually read true crime books, but i had said i might want to see the movie they made, and he handed over these books. the unmasked book is kind of a rehash of this one, with more focus on this one suspect. and since i know so little about the actual mass murderer (i was born in 1976, so this stuff is a bit before my time), i don't know if any of this was resolved. so, don't tell me. it's interesting if you don't know jack about the real events. and if, like me, you can't just walk into a movie based on real events without some kind of background. or... if it's a book based on the movie, i have to read that first. anyway... not a great book, this one. but sorta interesting. and creepy.

and, stuff i haven't read but i totally plan to:

the life and times of the thunderbolt kid - this is actually on its way to my house right now. i love bill bryson. he's funny, intelligent, and silghtly daffy. bumbling, is how he portrays himself at times. anyway, i've loved everything i've read by him, and i see no reason why this will be any different. i'll keep y'all posted.

a thousand splendid suns - i read the kite runner (okay, i rented the audiobook from the library. it still counts), and i really enjoyed it. over at powell's website, they give you a good idea of what it's about. i just really liked the way the author crafted the first book, and i'm curious if this one will be on par. i do hope so.

so, i've just spent a frustrating hour trying to set up a myspace account for YMCrae's dog, otis redding. myspace says he's invalid.

whatever, dude. he's totally valid.

so, go read that last post. it's important. and i finally have pictures. but not enough time to show them all, because myspace thinks otis is invalid.

grrr.

i mean, look at him.

look at moi riding him.

look at my red hair.

look at the sun.

look at me bolt. thanks for stpping by.

first, that body worlds exhibit thing i went to tuesday morning? amazing. and just a bit creepy. i mean - yeah, they're dead people. posed to give you a good look at what you look like sans skin. so, that's kind of odd. but, while i was totally fascinated by it all... their eyes are creepy. they have taxidermy eyes (eyes do not keep well, i tell you. and these are too shiny to be real), which will forever creep me out. it's not like i had a traumatic experience involving taxidermy eyes, or a museum exhibit or something. i just don't like them.

cecil went with me. and he lasted about 45 minutes. he told me we were done when he saw the sliced open penis. dissected north to south, if you get my meaning. and still attached to a body. but... well, we still have another set of tickets. he has to go again. he said later that it was just startling, and now that he knows it's there, he'll be okay.

so guys - there's a sliced wang attached to one of the bodies. fair warning.

and further... it was tuesday morning, and the place was pretty packed. z bought tickets for a saturday, and i'm a little afraid of what kind of madhouse the place will be. now, i try to be unobtrusive. but i have a hard time appreciating things when other people are making crass jokes. seriously, grow the hell up. i have issues, yes. but when people are being so juvenile (that one had a small penis, that one has a dirty anus... i'm not kidding. just retarded behavior), i just want to smack them. so, i tried to stay away from other people. which is hard in a crowd.

but the best thing ever? they had a kid's t-shirt in the gift shop. the blood circulation... of a rabbit. cecil bought it for me. i hope it fits. pictures to come, i promise.

and yeah, i have pictures this time, too. and, after two years of blogging, i figured out how to make them full-size. rock on!

the indignity of being my cat. she loves to suck up the remnants from the tuna tin (it's dolphin safe, so chill), and i rather like making her look idiotic.

seriously. this is payback for all her noxious flatulence.

i'm not sure if she knows that's the wrong side for manifesto writing.

i may have mentioned that, while in hawai, i finished my monkey socks. man, they are so badass!

my calves look rather nice here. i have ginormous calves. they're not fat, just really muscular. and i dig these socks. so much, in fact, that i worry about wearing them. because that means they're closer to being worn out. however, they are wool, so they may sit in the waaaay ful sock drawer for a few months. and... you can see the cuff of my gnome pants. shexy is how we roll.

baudelaire, possibly misspeled. these, i'm excited about. usually, i knit socks from the top down. these are from the toe up. and that picture? taken shortly after i departed the plane. i'm quite the fidgeter. so, i was quite productive on the plane.

as long as i'm rolling with the yarn porn...

i arrived maybe 15 minutes late at the book reading on friday evening. and this was as close as i got to the harlot:

i had to hold the camera up over my head and hope for the best, just to get that. and as i already mentioned, i chickened out while having my books signed, and failed to get a close-up. someday... i'll be a real person that doesn't over-analyze every move. someday.

finally, the best nap ever.

thanks for stopping by.

i'm pretty sure there will be an honest-to-goodness post saturday. but for now... i really want this. and i'm not quite sure why.

oh! and my digital camera came in the mail thursday. i put it back in the box, for fear the digital dinosaur would creep out from atop that plastic storager whatsit in the closet, and mangle the new kid's memory. carmen would be useless in this battle.

yeah, i name my electronics. i'm sure this means something horrible about my psyche.

so, thanks for stopping by. perhaps a real post when i'm done pressing all the camera buttons.

oooo! pictures that don't suck!

woot!