My life is so boring, I keep forgetting it needs my participation.
My new computer is a pretty little laptop that can not only burn CDs but DVDs as well. I don't even know if I can play those. I bought it because I am a writer and should write, and I know I will never do it if I am stuck at a desk. Especially because the desk is in the living room where every family member I have in the tri-county area spend most of their time. They also think it's cool to stand behind me and read over my shoulder, no matter what I'm up to. And on the first draft of a so-so work of fiction, that's just too much pressure. Did I mention that Dad likes to give editing advice on what he's reading? Yeah.
So now I can sit on my bed and do this thing. That is very, very wonderful. I also managed to discover something it seems every knitter in the world knew about but me, since I spent the whole summer and half the fall offline. Ravelry. Put your names on the list, people, it looks like fun. Plus, then there will be someone on the list behind me. I thought I was a savvy knitter! Please tell me I am not so deluded!
These entries, I hope, will become more frequent now that I don't have to explain them to my mother or tell my dad the address where he can read them for the umpteenth time.