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I haven't seen my friend Jen Pardilla in something like 6 years. My sister has seen her within the last few weeks.

That is so weird. My god, she's really there.

Jen has threatenedpromised to give me some sorta-greyish-blue yak's wool yarn she got. Manna. Manna. I will never starve.

I haven't mentioned knitting lately because I haven't been. I haven't worked on anything since before I moved. (More than three months ago.) There's been no time for knitting, no time at all. That yellow top, almost complete, remains unfinished. I've got 1.66 of a pair of socks from two years ago (hi Rynn), and the body and half the sleeve of a sweater from 3 years ago, and that blasted "Branching Out" scarf barely begun. So many unfinished projects make me depressed and moody. And summer is historically a low-knitting time for me. But the thought of yak's wool... maybe, maybe one day, maybe one day soon I'll pick up that yellow sweater and finish the damn thing...

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I watched the last episode of Lost last night. Now I'm caught up. Now I'm waiting, in agony, like the rest of the world. How can I stand it? Will September 21 never come? My god, the agony...

Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:47 PM | shower me with attention