- Six cars at the bar today
- Yip, it must be spring
- I saw a herd of deer crossing a major street on the drive in
- There was a snow/rain mix that made visiblity a real bitch
- Neither one of us wanted to crawl out of bed this morning
- It was discovered this weekend, one does not drink adult beverages and knit lace
- No matter how simple the lace pattern
- I still must be Queen Bitch PMS; even the Gnome commented on it
- One more day, one more day
- I seriously need to relax
- Gnome: Knittech, how do you feel about taking calls tomorrow?
- Me: Like calling in sick
- Second day in a row of driving to work in snow
- Isn't spring suppose to be on the way?
- Honey, mute. We don't want to listen to you type
- When things blow up, everyone is on the morning call
- Yes, I got the memo about the TPSD reports, I don't need another copy
- Appeartly, I do
- I live for hour glasses on a dead line
- They give me something to focus my hatred
- Grilltech didn't have class last night
- It was nice to have him home
- IE crashed on me... it's a strange feeling
- Givin' me a number, 9-7-8
- Give me back my name
- The sun is now shining!
- What are the chances it will be snowing when I leave for the day?
- I wonder which is better, chocolate milk or chips
- It'd better be the chocolate milk, that's what I had
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2 comments:
Lace hate. This I can relate to. Heck, I don't like to knit lace when I'm sober - and I got my master knitter's certificate. Either your brain groks those strategically placed holes, or it doesn't. Cables, now - cables make sense. Cables will laugh and dance for me. Lace fights me every row.
Dude-- I'm with Roxie-- don't knit lace drunk, and REALLY don't knit it when you're pissed off!!!
I'm wishing you some sunshine!
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