Wed Nov 16 - Isn't the internet fun? Oolong, the rabbit.

For those of you who are keeping track: I was remarkably restrained and only read one month's worth of Yarn Harlot today. Really. And it took two sittings! I read April 1-12, set aside a bookmark, and over dinner came back and finished April 13-end of April. Yay me, I showed harlotty restrait. (And harlotty vocabulary is seeping into my brain, but I completely blame Stephanie. I also blame her if I end up taking up knitting amongst all my other favorite crafts and projects. It does finally give me a use for all the spinning I do. And it is most certainly her fault if I start dreaming of spinning on a wheel instead of in addition to all my drop-spindle preferences.)

I'm probably buying her books sometime very soon. Be worried. Be very worried.
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So I came in to work at 3 pm after my lovely lunch with the Grandparents. Around 9 pm I thought, "Hmm, I'll probably wrap it up around 10 pm." Around 10:15 I noticed that I was starting to hit a groove and a second wind. Around 11:45 I thought, "Gee, I really ought to go now," and managed to be on the road a tiny bit after midnight. You've got to love those second winds!

(And I snuck in about another 12 days of Yarn Harlot, May 2005 archives. Can you really blame me? I was on a roll. *hee hee*)

Thu Nov 17 - It's a complete mystery how I found myself bookmarking July as the next archive to read. I specifically remember being very disciplined today and not spending inordinate amounts of time reading Yarn Harlot archives. I most certainly do not remember pausing to read two and a half months worth. The time-space continuum is seriously warped today.

Speaking of time/space, I think I'm going to need to warp quite a bit of it today. First, leaving work at midnight didn't seem to phase me at all last night, and even though my boss gasped at my silliness, I thought it was completely normal. [I really have been single for waaaay too long. Really.] And the alarms going off (yes, plural) between 4 am and 6 am didn't seem out of place, but getting up didn't seem possible until at least after 7 or 7:15 am. Maybe 7:30, but who's counting?

[I know. It's a Very Good Thing™ that I'm still single, because what person in their right mind wants to be sleeping comfortably in a bed with me, while I non-chalantly keep hitting snooze on the annoying charming chimes on my cellphone alarm while simultaneously enjoying the banter of the Morning Crew for two hours? No one, of course, gentle readers. This is why I would be perpetually sleep-deprived were I in a permanent relationship, because if there's anyone else around I leap up at the first noise, heart-pounding, and sneak off to do whatever un-godly reasonable thing I had planned for that hour (like showering or laundry or scrubbing grout by hand in the kitchen counters). Because then, when no one is watching, I could fall asleep rest my eyes for just a moment in peace and quiet elsewhere, setting another alarm to wake me in a room where I wouldn't be bothering anyone else.]

Where was I? Oh right. I got up finally around 7:30 this morning, and actually managed to pick the right freeway to get to work, getting to the office only about 9:15 (9:25, who's counting?), and have been enjoying a very productive day today. My latté was only 2-parts caffeine and 1-part decaf (and no one ever counts the large drive-thru coffee as caffeine, that's just part of the car-fuel budget, right?), and all the diet coke so far this morning today has been caffeine free. And in addition to some major changes to one chapter and a new one that should be done by the end of the day, I also got to spend my lunch hour with a co-worker, designing her "I'm becoming a stand-up comedienne" website. The design process actually flew along quite nicely, very quickly, and in 30 minutes we had a lot of material mapped out on her mock-up and a task list for her to work on. Yippee.

(And I'm certain no one would dream of suggesting that I took time to read the Yarn Harlot after a successful working lunch, since clearly I deserved a relaxing read-over-food lunch.)

Tonight I'm headed to the studio, when at 10 pm I will attempt to warp the time-space continuum once more today, jet up to Ben and Erika's and Saul's apartment, park, carpool with them (B&E, not S) to Hollywood to see a midnight showing of the premier of the new Harry Potter movie. Then I can carpool back (with any of the three of them), crash on their couch (S's couches, to be accurate), wake early in the morning (probably in a heart-stopping "don't wake anyone else!" manner), drive down to my place, and be there for the shower-door guy's rescheduled appointment which is supposed to be "sometime before 11 am."

Wish me luck, dearies.

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New Artists/Music That I Like: Tanya Donelly, Melissa Ferrick

Today's Achievement Towards My Dreams: New: This one is based on a recent entry by Dayle. Successful people not only have a dream, but they do something daily to make it happen. I have several dreams and quite a few projects and goals in my life. So I'm going to track whether I've done anything toward them, daily. Today: Mailing a CD to a new fan in Switzerland, making a postcard to promote our show on Dec 3. This is part of the "be a professional, or highly successful amateur, musician" dream.

Today's Blessing That I'm Thankful For: Theresa, for knowing how to both make me laugh and inspire me to knit gorgeous period coptic beauties some day, and teaching me how to make knitting needles by hand.