The Fourth Level

Trapped in the fourth level of hell at work these days, and so exhausted I've been neglecting the blog more than usual...

So here's a meme. (Stolen from Michelle's blog)

You Have a Melancholic Temperament

Introspective and reflective, you think about everything and anything. You are a soft-hearted daydreamer. You long for your ideal life. You love silence and solitude. Everyday life is usually too chaotic for you. Given enough time alone, it's easy for you to find inner peace. You tend to be spiritual, having found your own meaning of life. Wise and patient, you can help people through difficult times. At your worst, you brood and sulk. Your negative thoughts can trap you. You are reserved and withdrawn. This makes it hard to connect to others. You tend to over think small things, making decisions difficult.

What Temperment Are You?

So, melancholic. Who would've guessed it? *wink*

On the bright side, I finished the Mrs. Beetons sometime last week. I'm so tired I can't remember when. Pics will come later on this week (I hope).

Oh, and I started knitting the Convertible shawl with my Sea Silk. Not sure what the colour is described as, but I think it looks like Black Hills gold spun into yarn. Rumplestiltskin, anyone?

Today's Earworm: A Forest, Ron Van Den Beuken Remix of the Blank & Jones mix of The Cure's classic -- taken from Euphoric Jim's Life set (whew)

Isn't she lovely...

Meaning the addition to my header bar, of course! Now, sing it in your head à la Stevie Wonder.

"She" is my little mouse Rosebud, posing graciously for a mouse glamour shot with my spindle, some roving and my re-spun first batch of yarn.
What a good girl! A round of applause (quiet applause) and a treat, please and thank you. One of these days I'll relate Rosebud's story in detail, but for today, this will be a short post as I am due at the bar in half an hour...

Saturday, I respun (meaning evened out the slubs and reset the twist) my first batch of yarn, spun some more yarn for the Mrs. Beetons at a friend's barbeque, with strangers present -- they were bemused -- and got knitting. Last night I finished the first one:

The Kidsilk Haze is predictably soft and delightful; my own yarn much less so, but it is pretty to look at and fun to knit with as it feels quite springy (too much twist?). The colour of the handspun reminds me of the alien ship at the end of the movie The Abyss, or plasticine. Actually, mixed up plasticine is what the alien ship reminds me of, too. But I digress.
Today I cast on for the second wristwarmer, but don't expect even the first ruffle to be completed tonight (see bar date above).

Last week a friend and I went to the reopening/yay-Knitty-editor-Amy-quits-her-day-job party at Lettuce Knit. We didn't know anyone (as usual) and being quite shy, didn't get up the courage to push our way into the groups to introduce ourselves (as usual), but we enjoyed ourselves nonetheless (as usual) and the cherry cake was delicious.
We have agreed that we'll wear "Hello! My Name Is..." nametags next time. Maybe we'll make some new friends.

Today's Earworm: Isn't She Lovely, by Stevie Wonder