tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5320520740366197657.post8420347102787465867..comments2023-05-05T05:15:09.225-04:00Comments on Transference of Addiction: New SicknessAnnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116024254765332228noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5320520740366197657.post-63018691680733040942008-01-31T15:52:00.000-05:002008-01-31T15:52:00.000-05:00Hey before everyone goes off making knitting plans...Hey before everyone goes off making knitting plans, there is good--well,maybe just mediocre--tv on tonight! LOST! The 2 hour season premiere. And I haven't finished my jayne hat. And I bought new needles for a cupcake that I can't start until I finish my hat. I refuse to start anything else before I finish what I'm working on. Otherwise, I'd have 10 things casted on (probably all scarfs) and I wouldn't be working on anything!Samarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08332311861534050517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5320520740366197657.post-29025890270144319992008-01-31T15:06:00.000-05:002008-01-31T15:06:00.000-05:00Yeah, the gusset isn't my favorite, either. I'm so...Yeah, the gusset isn't my favorite, either. I'm sorry to hear that you've got the bug, too--maybe distance will help keep your case mild!<BR/><BR/>And it's very mean to tell me about your goat stew. Isn't it bad enough that every time I see the brand name "Bionaire" at 2nd work I read it wrong and am just reminded again that you're on vacation and I'm not? *Makes pitiful face*<BR/><BR/>I guess I love you anyway, though.Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09116024254765332228noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5320520740366197657.post-33006141764179606782008-01-31T14:52:00.000-05:002008-01-31T14:52:00.000-05:00Oh, and Dad made goat stew today. It smells heave...Oh, and Dad made goat stew today. It smells heavenly. He found a recipe online and copied it out. I'll report on the taste later.Barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10674498749658797831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5320520740366197657.post-22325945631182000082008-01-31T14:51:00.000-05:002008-01-31T14:51:00.000-05:00I want it to be tomorrow so I can email the Feb. K...I want it to be tomorrow so I can email the Feb. KAL rows to the office and cast on another dishcloth. I want to be closer to my stash and needles so I can cast on the Filatura di Crosa socks. I learned last night that I don't love the gusset. It's an annoying bore. :-pBarbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10674498749658797831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5320520740366197657.post-88844340687295697642008-01-31T14:22:00.000-05:002008-01-31T14:22:00.000-05:00I am not working tonight. Would you like to see me...I am not working tonight. Would you like to see me and my knitting this evening? I'd want to go home and get my knitting first, obviously. If not, I'd be perfectly happy ensconced on my sofa with my knitting. Your choice--especially since your cough is so bad! I've been coughing a little, but in this, you win. Poor boy!Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09116024254765332228noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5320520740366197657.post-88623127626158018862008-01-31T13:29:00.000-05:002008-01-31T13:29:00.000-05:00I guess that means you're not working tonight. Do...I guess that means you're not working tonight. Does that mean we're going to see you and your knitting this evening?<BR/><BR/>And hey, at least startitis is better than waking up at 7am with a cough so bad that you think you're going to vomit.Aaronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14628587410994319563noreply@blogger.com