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      Friday, March 11, 2005             
    I've done it! Milestone! Sweater number three is complete!
  I really have no patience for finishing: that stage when you've finished all the knitting, and you have to sew the seams and make everything all neat. Especially if it's a piece where you've used a lot of different colours of yarn (like Gina's crazy-clown sweater that I just finished.) Because you feel like you should be done; from the outside, the sweater looks done. But then you turn it inside out and there's all these strands hanging all over the place like guts. It takes a lot of patience to sit there and thread a yarn needle onto alllll of those little ends and weave and weave and weave them through neatly.
  But now I am really, truly done!    Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:15 PM | shower me with attention  
   
  
   
  
 
        
    I know I don't have a life of my own because every time I want to stay home and do nothing in front of the tv, people get mad at me. I'm sorry about it, but this is who I am, too. So maybe I'm a little sorry about who I am. But I can accept it.
 
  Today I was listening to my iPod at work and strangely cheered by the fact that I was probably the only person in the whole office who had Red Buttons singing on their iPod.
  Of course, that might not be true, but it's still a happy thought. Because it's fun to think yourself unique:
  When did you first realize you were different?    Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:48 PM | shower me with attention  
   
  
   
  
 
     Thursday, March 10, 2005             
    In somehow less depressing news, I just saw one of the worst half-hours of sketch comedy in my life. Do not watch The Hollow Men. It is truly awful: predictable, stupid, unfunny, weak premise, bland performance. Terrible. I watched it because I'd heard long ago that Dave had a hand in getting them a production deal, but I saw neither his influence in their work, nor, thankfully, his name in the credits of the show.
 
  Blechh.    Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:08 PM | shower me with attention  
   
  
   
  
 
        
    PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC
 
  Why does this keep happening to me?????
 
  I'm not a bad person. I don't deserve this.    Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:43 PM | shower me with attention  
   
  
   
  
 
     Wednesday, March 09, 2005             
    A pattern has emerged. Today I discovered the right elbow of yet another shirt torn. This is the third shirt, the third right elbow, all from the Shirts Tavie Can Wear To Work Collection™. Obviously I am wearing down the right elbows of my shirts somehow. What the heck am I doing with my right elbow all day besides leaning on it? 
  I wish I could videotape myself. There must be some repetetive arm motion I'm not catching.    Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:56 PM | shower me with attention  
   
  
   
  
 
     Tuesday, March 08, 2005             
    Melancholy tonight.
  It'll pass, I'm sure.    Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:46 PM | shower me with attention  
   
  
   
  
 
        
    Aimee's new album, The Forgotten Arm, comes out May 3rd. 
  Commence drooling.    Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:09 PM | shower me with attention  
   
  
   
  
 
     Monday, March 07, 2005             
    Loneliness is a cloak you wear A deep shade of blue is always there The sun ain't gonna shine anymore The moon ain't gonna rise in the sky The tears are always clouding your eyes When you're without love
  Alan Rickman is the yum.
  So, today my best friend of 20 years started working in my office. (I don't believe she'll get a code name, because she's too obvious, like my sister. It's Steph: Staten Island Steph, formerly Brooklyn Steph.) I was so happy to see her today I got way too excited. Luckily, the drudgery and toil soon pulled me back down.    Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:39 PM | shower me with attention  
   
  
   
  
 
     Sunday, March 06, 2005             
    I finally finished knitting the Top Secret sweater (sans turtleneck, in fat, crazy-clown stripes) that I've been knitting for Gina for over a year. (Well, I took a 10-month break.) It's blocking now on the mat from my trundle bed. I don't usually block but she likes a baggy sweater so I want to stretch it out. I have to go home tonight so I'll finish weaving in the ends and grafting the armpits next weekend.
  Then she'll have to wear it, at least once. Even though the colours are cuh-razy.
  I'll get someone to take a picture of it when it's finished, for my collection.    Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:12 PM | shower me with attention  
   
  
   
  
 
        
    Stupid, stupid dates stick in my head. I can't remember people's birthdays and yet I remember the most inane things.
  Case in point: in about three hours, I will have been menstruating for exactly 13 years.
  And that's the latest memo from the Too Much Information Dept.    Why are you in Tavie's head? 2:38 AM | shower me with attention  
   
  
   
  
 
        
    Why would I say "more inexpensive" instead of "less expensive"?
  I think my brain is rotting.    Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:26 AM | shower me with attention  
   
  
   
  
 
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