purplerabbits

I'm bloody cold right now, so it's a good thing I finished knitting a fluffy pull through scarf last night - now I have to find my darning needle so I can weave in the ends.

I intend to go and buy an Elvis Costello ticket at lunch, since the snow seems to have stopped and the sun is now shining.

I have updated my schedule, which is to be found here and in my memories.

When LJ died I painted my hall. It wasn't a problem.

I've started knitting again, which I blame entirely on hfnuala, and this time I actually did a test piece for the first time in my life. This is probably wise given that the pattern comes from an 80s book from a charity shop and doesn't go up to my size and in any case the wool doesn't match it even a bit. It will be a black and purple entrelac sweater and I'm into the pattern now. It took a while to get yarn I liked but I braved a very odd shop called Daintyland in Sciennes, where everything is served from behind the high wooden counter by a little old lady of great enthusiasm who takes hours to find everything in her enormous stock of yarns. I'm going to have to go back for more purple, because I have no idea how to tell how I'm going to need, and the purple is discontinued. You can never have too much purple - right?

Anyway I had a very pleasant evening last night with knitting and Jamie, who came to pick up books and ending up chatting for three hours about sex and politics and sex politics, which has to be good.