No, not that Murphy.
I mean the other one. I mean the mean one. The one who hates Peruvians.
Most days, you get wool within 25 feet of hot water and you get Barbie clothes. When you want it to shrink, no so much.
Just a little bit more. Just a tiny, little, intsy-wintcy bit more. And it would be perfect. The game plan for now is to have the birthday boy try it on and then he gets to decide Yay or Nay. A Nay will cause no hurt feelings and will result in another gift. Of some type. Probably not a felted hat.
This hat will then travel to PA in search of somebody with a big noggin.
The red socks have made a dramatic change. They now plan to be red socks with hot pink toes and heels. I just wasn't positive I'd have enough to finish both in all red so I decided to err on the side of hot pinkness.
Have you noticed there's been no books added to the list lately? That's because I finally met my match. I hardly ever leave a book for good halfway in but Quicksilver by Neal Stephenson kicked my literary ass. I've been reading it for over 2 weeks, I even renewed it at the library. I read it faithfully every night before bed (except when the new Entertainment Weekly showed up). 400 pages in and I gave up. That was before the halfway point even. It wasn't a bad book, it just wasn't anything I wanted to read. Especially not for the next month.
Took it back today and got some others. Since two of the five are Stephenson's I hope Quicksilver was just a fluke.
And I came to the realization that I am a complete library geek now. Another of the five is a history of Google. I wouldn't be surprised if it's required reading at some point but it looked interesting.
And no, I haven't been wearing the same shirt for 24 hours, that's my pj's. What? You don't put your pj's on at 5 in the afternoon? Why the hell not?
"so why do i feel like something's been rearranged?
you know, taken out of context i must seem so strange"
Ani DiFranco, Fire Door
Thursday, December 15, 2005
No, not that Murphy.
Posted by Pam at 7:43 PM