Wibbly-Wobbly, Timey-Wimey...

I haven't been blogging lately because, frankly, I have very little to blog about. I've been reading, taking pictures, pondering how I came to dress like a fucking hipster, and not knitting much at all.

I've finished reading all of the Sookie Stackhouse books except for the most recent one, finished Neverwhere, re-read a few old favorites, and am about half done with The Court of the Air. Sookie is like crack coated brain candy. I hated the first book, read the second one in the hopes that she met a horrible death, and was hooked like a crack addict from there on out. I won't read the newest one until I see it in paperback though... Neverwhere was excellent. I loved every second of it even though it gave me weird dreams... The Court of the Air is interesting, but it moves a little too slow. We'll see if it gets better because I love the premise...

Peek-tures. I had to go to Vermont for a work thing last week. Having never been to Vermont (or north of DC for that matter...), naturally I took my camera. I met a little turtle friend and found a lonely boat.




I also went on a walk today down to the state capitol and took more pictures of the roses than of the capitol, because that's how I roll.





Yes, I dress like a fucking hipster. I caught a glimpse of myself in a reflective window in VT and realized I was dressed just like the assholes I was making fun of earlier in the day with their tight jeans, plaid shirts, and rude demeanor. While I can be a rude asshole, I am generally much less rude than the assholes I was making fun of. One of them had gorgeous tattoos though... I'm craving a new tattoo now... I also just bought a new pair of tight jeans and a plaid shirt yesterday. The shirt was only $15, and it's the orange and brown autumn colours that look amazing on me. I couldn't pass it up.

Anyway, I haven't finished knitting anything in a long while. My hands hurt too bad by the time I get home, and I'm too tired to concentrate. But that didn't stop me from buying yarn in VT! I bought 3 skeins of blue Malabrigo lace. I'm thinking a light cardigan... I could knit tonight since I'm just going to sit around and watch Doctor Who, and my hands aren't hurting too bad since I got to spend all day yesterday taking pictures of beer. My job title is not "Beer Photographer". I do not enjoy taking pictures of 50 different items in a dark, humid warehouse.

Oh! I almost forgot! J and I went to the fair last weekend. It was pretty standard as far as fairs go, but I got licked by a goat. A goat! I put my hand out so he could sniff me before I started scratching his head, and he just started licking me like a dog would. It was excellent! I kept expecting him to try to eat my hand, but he just kept lick lick licking away. He let me scratch his sides and neck. He was a sweet goat... I felt bad for the alpacas this year. There were so many screaming children around them, and they all looked so stressed and freaked out that I wanted their people to hug them. The alpacas, not the children...

Photo Post Number Three

This is really only a very small sample of what I've uploaded today... I should also mention that I do not own a tripod, and did not set my camera down on a wall or bench or anything for the fireworks pictures.

Photo Post 2.0

This is a Photo Post

I'm in the middle of a massive upload to Flickr, so I have decided to post some of the many, many photos that I'm uploading.







More to come! I'm on wireless/satellite/whateveryouwanttocallit internet, so my upload is slow... I also have well over 400 images to upload. Yikes!

TROLL IN THE DUNGEON!!!

Thought you ought to know... *thud*

Today's goals are to finish the zombie sock that has been a WIP since December, finish some stupid spreadsheet for my boss, have a Harry Potter movie marathon, clean my half of the living room (we don't actually split the living room in half, but I tend to sit on one side of the room so all of my junk accumulates in that area), and start organizing my yarn. Fun.

The Flying Dog beer dinner Thursday night was a ton of fun. The food was excellent, most of the pairings were great (one of them was way off though...), the beer was excellent, the service was amazing (it was something like one server for every three customers), the CEO of Flying Dog did a great job introducing each beer and including interesting anecdotes about the company, I finally got to meet a few people with Flying Dog that I deal with over email on a regular basis, I got in free, and my boss sat on the opposite side of the room. I sat with a bunch of coworkers that I like, but don't see very often (they all work outside of the office, while I am stuck in a cube of grey walls all day). I actually had a lot of fun despite the fact that I hate being social. The pours were a decent size, and the beer was mostly high alcohol stuff, so I was pretty smashed by the time I made it home. Add in the fact that my boss bought me a beer before the thing, so I was already starting to buzz a little by the time the dinner started. I probably should have declined that first beer, but working in the industry I work in there really is no way to politely say no when a higher up offers to buy you a beer. It was almost an "apologize and play nice" beer since we'd been about to kill each other all day.

1, 2, 3.

First: Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers out there!

Second: Timberwood Grill for dinner tonight with J's family.

Third: Erm... Maybe I don't have a third... I had a third when I started, but it's gone now. Ah, whatthefuckever.

Wii Fit Plus

We finally found one at Target yesterday. Yay! Bonus points for it being on sale. I'm totally excited. I even cleaned the living room so I could play with it. Of course, J has played with it way more than I have even though I'm the one who paid for it... In fact, he won't even let me watch X-Files on netflix streaming because he cannot stop playing the damned thing. He won't even let me keep a top score for an evening. He had to get right on it after I was finished and beat all of my top scores. Figures...

Thursday is Flogging Molly! Hopefully I won't have to work horrendously late that night. I'll be working 10-12 hour days pretty much every night for the next two weeks because my boss has to drop shit on me at the very last minute at the busiest time of the month.  Asshat.