Haven’t posted in a month, must be time!
Good news — we are in for a fourth year at Stitch Rock. I think getting the confirmation has finally got me knitting again, since I want to make new stuff for the show. I’m making something with the organzizer, Amanda, in mind. These are her colors – both her hair and her tattoos.
Other than that, it’s just work/home. Too poor to do anything else. They’ve cut my hours again, and though it’s not by much, I swear to you I am making one less paycheck a month numbers-wise since I started this shitty retail job a year ago. Yes, a year. Jesus, take the wheel. And this fucking job.
In breaking news, I hate old people.
I have developed a cookbook addiction that rivals my past knitting book addiction. This is one pretty good.
And there is no rock star biography that I can pass up, unless it’s Steven Tyler’s. Instead, I read this little gem on the sly at work.
Wow, I think that about wraps it up. Now that wasn’t so hard, was it? And for old times sake, let’s relive the days when girls might have screwed around a lot, worn thrift store couture, and did a LOT of drugs. But at least they played their own damned instruments and wrote their own songs. Now those were the good old days! (I actually went around a lot of these places when I was in L.A….so seedy, so wonderful).