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I feel sorry for my family freezing in our apartment. Mint Manor is relatively toasty.

I need a good winter coat. The one with the buttons, it just ain't that warm. And it doesn't fit right. It's all open at the front. And always covered in cat hair. It's just generally annoying, despite the pretty buttons. I've been wearing my pleather jacket with a sweater underneath, but it's not cutting it for sub-zero weather.

I am just generally cold. I need something with down in it, or polyester, or fleece; something padded and lined, possibly puffy and ridiculous-looking.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:02 PM | shower me with attention

I spent more money on knitting needles than I did on food this weekend. D'oh!

Now I have way too many projects going at once. I don't know how to prioritize them. Baby shower's not 'til February; Winter will be over before I finish Gina's sweater; maybe I should just work on my mitten-gloves. You have to imagine my arms flailing right now. What a delicious dilemma. I'm glad I don't have real problems.

(I do, but I don't blog about them as much. Why should you have to read about them?)

Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:20 PM | shower me with attention

Before we gulped the disgusting sleep serum that is Benadryl last night, erin and I were watching C-SPAN in an attempt to fall asleep last night, and saw the most incredible anti-Dean ad. I honestly couldn't tell if it was a parody, or a snarky, sly pro-Dean ad in disguise, but it's actually sincerely anti-Howard Dean. And intended to appeal to... people with no sense of irony? real | windows media

Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:42 PM | shower me with attention

Friday, January 09, 2004

Since I have nothing else to talk about except how cold I am, I'm going to list all of the things that I got for Christmas from Amazon in the last few days (courtesy of my beautiful aunt, Miz Tante Joan):

Books:

Stephen King's The Dark Tower: A Concordance, Vol. 1, Robin Furth

Down and Out in the Magic Kingdom, Cory Doctorow

The Knitter's Book of Finishing Techniques, Nancie M. Wiseman

Wolves of the Calla, Stephen King

Elfquest Archives: Vol 1, Richard & Wendy Pini

CDs:

Hairspray (2002 Original Broadway Cast), Marc Shaiman

Shut Up You Fucking Baby, David Cross

DVD/Videos:

Mother Goose Rock N' Rhyme

Best of the Muppet Show - Elton John, Julie Andrews, Gene Kelly

Run Ronnie Run!

Mr Show Season 3 (not arrived yet, should be here tomorrow)

SPORTS NIGHT THE COMPLETE SERIES!!!!

My plan is to finish Wolves, finally-- yes I've been reading it for months but that was the crappy version I downloaded on my computer which was really hard to read although I did manage to get 388 pages in before getting frustrated and quitting-- and bring Down and Out in the Magic Kingdom to Disney World with me in 10 days. I started reading it on the computer in Disney World last year, but, like I said, it's no fun reading books on a computer. You know it's not if you've ever tried it.

There, I talked about something besides how cold I am, typing with my frozen, frozen fingers.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:02 AM | shower me with attention

Thursday, January 08, 2004

It's like an icebox in here.

I think I'm in hibernation.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:15 PM | shower me with attention

Wednesday, January 07, 2004

Whoo, I'm pooped. It's perfectly normal due to recent changes in my eating habits, but my sleeping schedule is not good at all. Not at all. 9 am to 4 or 5 pm. If I was smart I'd keep pushing it, doing chronotherapy, an hour later each day until I was nodding off at a normal time. But I have friends coming into town and trips to Disney World coming up, so it will have to be the short-sharp-shock method. At some point.

Santa finally came! My Christmas presents are here-- most of them-- from Amazon's tinkling sleigh as it glided over Roosevelt Island tonight, dropping presents into the laps of the patient boys and girls who received computer print-outs on Christmas morn. I am in an ecstasy of DVDs, CDs and books. Santa Joan is a generous goddess of giving.

Oh, my fall semester grades are all in, and it may be safely said that I am, how you say, da bomb. All that sweating and bitching paid off. Even in Latin.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:43 AM | shower me with attention

Tuesday, January 06, 2004

Huzzah! Someone at the knitting forum posted helpful advice that made total sense to me. All may possibly be salvaged!

Of course I'm too sleepy to try it out right now. Sleepy at a decent hour? The magic of caffeine deprivation. See, it's a good thing that I have no patience for tapering off.

Can you die from sleeping too much?

Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:35 AM | shower me with attention

Monday, January 05, 2004

Pattern still driving me crazy. No answer from the knitting forum people, although 8 people (other than me) have read the question.

If I have to rip out the entire sweater and start a new one from a different pattern, I am going to cry. Hours and hours of work.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:51 PM | shower me with attention

I am very frustrated. I am stuck on a knitting pattern. It is making me crazy. I have no idea how to proceed. I think the pattern is just written very badly, but I can't figure it out.

I asked the knitting forum people for help and am checking obsessively every half hour to see if anyone has posted a reply. That is sad. I'm trying to stop doing that. All good little old ladies are in bed at 4 in the morning.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 4:02 AM | shower me with attention

Sunday, January 04, 2004

Dammit, Santa Claus didn't get me the special edition Lost in Space.

Just thought I'd innocently mention that in a public forum.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:44 PM | shower me with attention

Cheryl finally graced the Manor with a visit this weekend, bringing her charming friend (and Buffy-fan) Kristen. Cheryl's hair is back to funky goth colours. It's a beautiful sight to see. And she wore the scarf I gave her last Christmas, AND gave me the best reaction to the fuzzyfeet I gave her. It makes me want to knit more things for her. It's all in the reaction. If you get all squealy and excited, like Cheryl did, or my dad did when I gave him the gloves (wait, he didn't squeal... did he? Hum.) then I want to knit more for you.

That's sort of the crappy thing about knitting for babies. No appreciation. I'm making a layette set for my friend Amanda, who's due in April (the last three pregnant women I knew all were due in April). They don't know the sex of the baby yet, and I had all this yellow yarn, but the pattern I found is really sort of girly. Is it wrong for me to hope they have a girl so it matches the clothes I'm knitting?

Oh, well.

This caffeine withdrawal thing is a fucking bitch. I did not taper off properly this time. Bad, headache-y me.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:39 PM | shower me with attention

I guess this belongs on the regular blog, too.
Ahem.

You didn't think I'd forget the annual scary celebretory graphic, did you?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DAVE!!!

Dave is 41 today. Everyone get plastered!!

Why are you in Tavie's head? 4:47 AM | shower me with attention