a slow day

The weather has been unseasonably kind, enough so that we have gotten three loads of washing done, as a house, in the last 3 days. Unheard of in July, I tells ya.

As a result of this (I have to blame something, don't I), I have as yet done little work on my thesis wordcount, which this week is 2000 words. Should be okay, provided I get a lot of work done tonight and get up at a reasonable hour (say, before the owls start hunting) tomorrow morning.

My favourite form of procrastination at the moment is knitting. I have currently completed a very fancy and professional looking poncho in dark purples, a hoodie that looks a bit amateurish, numerous scarves and hats... right now I am following a pattern for a minisweater, as this chick calls it. The prototype version I am working on at the moment is fire engine red, and basically just to see how I will be adjusting the pattern for when I make the next one, which will have long bell sleeves with lace edging, and a more interesting lace-edged neckline. It should look pretty cute by the time I am finished, I hadn't worked from such a pattern before, and didn't realise till about 35 rows in that this was knit from the top down (well done, yes, thankyou), and it's all working out pretty well. Yay raglan!

In other news I found out two of my marks for my honours essays from last semester, and they are both in the First Class range which makes me enormously happy and relieved, but now of course I am stressing about the final mark which I get next Friday. Should all be fine, but you have to have something to freak out about.

Right! I shall give myself till Adam gets home to knit, and then workworkwork for this busy little vegemite.

a slow process, I'm sure...

Warren is beginning what will no doubt be an arduous process of teaching me the basics of how to make the most of updating my own webpages and the like. Not that I'm totally pc-illiterate, just that I didn't, eg, know how to link to things.

Now, apparently, I do. Test: this is a webcomic I like by a guy who is based in San Francisco, I have a couple of his cute little badges on my Cat Empire bag.

And hey, while I'm at it, here's the poet I am studying for my honours thesis in English Literature. Take a look at her Peter Rabbit poems, they're really good, though she had a kerfuffle (or perhaps a schmozzle?) with the lawyers in charge of the Beatrix Potter estate, who didn't know what her poetry was about, and so technically they are the Peter Henri Lepus poems... but everyone calls them the Peter Rabbit poems anyway.

That'll do for now. I expect that this, like so many things, will engender a reversion to the childlike enthusiasm lost from my life since Year One colouring-in, at least for a time.

indefinite article

well, it seemed like a good idea at the time.
i was thinking of eddie izzard... more specifically the shopping centre bit/s on the soundtrack of 'the definite article'...

- "...see, what i love about supermarkets is, while you're in there, you haven't bought anything yet. until you reach the checkout, and pay, you're just moving it round! you can fill a whole trolley, FULL of stuff, and stroll casually up to the frozen food section - and make a run for it! they can't stop you!... what is it about old ladies, they're always buying hairnets and dogfood... 'ooh, it's the hair thieves, they come in the night they do, and steal your hair'"

it makes me chuckle. that and 'things my girlfriend and i have argued about', i wish oh how i wish they sold that book in australia!