In which this is a blog post containing words and pictures.
I spent most of last week reading, knitting, and watching old television series. I watched all of Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip and a season of Black Books and a season of Spaced.
I worked on wisp and the art nouveau poncho.
To celebrate Independence Day eve, I went out with a couple of friends and got drunk. This happened only because they paid for everything. There were shots of Jäger.
On the 4th, I went to my aunt and uncle’s and ate macaroni salad and about four pounds of melon.
This morning I finished the poncho, and (as soon as I take it off) I’m going to block it in hopes that blocking will solve the rolling problem at the bottom. If not, the thing may end up with fringe to weight down the hem. Srsly. Seventies brown poncho from hell, people! FRINGE! Whoo hoo!
In other news (because this is the sort of shit that happens when you have zero cash flow), my brother dumped the unlimited data portion of our cell phone contract because we’re poor, and so naturally last month my phone used data all on its own and I’ve been charged $42.09 for 1,403kb worth of data transfer. (Yes, you read that right: kilobytes of data. That’s less than a megabyte and a half.) Now I’m watching stupid fucking FAQ videos for my phone, trying to find out what application is using data and how to turn it the fuck off.
Later, I will knit more and watch more old British television. I will probably walk my dog. I will make some rice and Japanese curry, once the tofu is defrosted. I will do situps I don’t want to do. I will try to figure out what I’m going to do if it’s really true that I’m not eligible for EUC. I will be glad I’m too poor to buy booze because if I weren’t, I’d probably just drink myself into a hellatious hangover because there’s no work here and I might not be able to go back to school after all and I don’t really want to move because my dog’s old and I don’t have a car and damn it I like it here.
And by then the poncho should be dry and I’ll put fringe on it. Whee!
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Yay I thought I was the only person on the planet that adored Studio 60! And what in life ISN’T better with a little fringe??
When Studio 60 was on the air I didn’t have cable, so I was watching it online every week when I could find a copy. I only saw the first 5 or 6 episodes, then shit happened and I forgot about it until last week when Netflix recommended it to me. I watched them ALL in three days! Whoo! -m