Remember the post "Did You Hear It?" where I talked about the change from Summer? It's hopefully finally sweater weather. All day long I have heard Brenda Dayne's voice telling me that "If you're cold, put on a sweater, that's what they're for." No nice sweaters to be had. :( I must knit faster on my Simple Knitted Bodice... but I am still at the swatching stage... and then there's the beads to string...

sigh.

Back to Did You Hear It? I wrote some more to go along with it today in class.

Yesterday the weather was hot, stifling. Though Summer had released Her deathgrip on the world weeks ago, She was still the reigning power here. The earth, asphalt, people and cars baked in the unrelenting heat of the day. But today all is different. The wind is howling through the streets, racing down the avenues and tormenting the trees.

Branches and leaves flutter, shiver, and twist on the wind. Skirts, blouses, and hair are thoughtlessly tossed on the wind and put out of place. With the wind came a rapid and blessedly welcome drop in the temperature. The world is sighing its relief into the wind. No longer is it under the cruel dominance of Summer's heat.

I stopped because the emo-kid who was sitting next to me started peeping over my shoulder and I was dangerously crossing over into the land of purple prose...

Still, yay! Fall time!

Medium is about one of the only shows I watch with any regularity. I love it for lots of reasons, not the least of which is that they have my bed!! Seriously though, I just enjoy it all around, the writing is good, the story is nifty (she's a side-kick, pardon that's six year old speak for psychic) and I love watching Joe and Allison. The writers have such a great knack with a real married couple. They argue, Joe worries for Allison, they are equals and not equals, it's all good.

Let's get onto tonight's title, "Twice Upon a Time." That was also the title of the rather meek but beautiful season finale from season 2 of Medium. Allison gets caught as a psychic, a trial goes pearshaped, the defense puts out a press conference saying that the DA was working with a psychic, and she decides that she should have squelched her psychicness and just become a lawyer like she wanted. She wakes up with her college sweetheart, and she is a lawyer who doesn't dream or follow her instincts. K. Standard let's re-live our lives fantasy BS. Right?

Until... Joe shows up as her expert witness. This episode was NOT long enough. They could have made a romantic movie out of it and even though it played like a dozen different romance novels, it still gave me the weepies and the happies all at once. Mostly because Jake Weber, the guy who plays Joe, YUM!

I should start a meme:

Top Five Television Males
1. James Marsters, Spike from Buffy, because every girl wants a little of the 'Big Bad' sometime...
2. Hugh Laurie, House from... House. First cuz he's Hugh Laurie and second, because he's just so damn prickly, and I love the stuff that comes out of his mouth.
3. Jake Weber, Joe from Medium... oooh I've liked him for awhile... since American Gothic, but holy crap, have you ever looked at the man's hands? yummmmm
4. David Krumholtz, Charlie from Numb3rs. I don't care if the math is made up, he can teach me algebra anythime... I'd probably still fail. I like his assuredness but frailty.
5. Only gonna say this once, Patrick Stewart, Capt. Jean Luc Picard of the Starship Enterprise... holy cow. Ok yeah he's also Prof. Xavier from Xmen, but have you seen him in Dad Savage? Wowser. Got to love a man with range...
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And just for the hell of it:
Top Five TV 'men' From Childhood/Adolesence.
1. Fred Savage, The Wonder Years. I had a huuuuuuuuuge crush on Fred Savage and watched all of his movies, even the one where they travel and play video games...
2. God help me for admitting this, Wil Wheaton, Wesley Crusher. Up until he went to Starfleet and became a putz.
3. Richard Dean Anderson, MacGuyver. Mostly because he was just cool and awesome...
4. David Duchovny, Fox Mulder. HOLY ----- I was crushed beyond all reason when I found out how much older he is than me. This was when I was younger and didn't appreciate how much more experienced (and fun) older men can be...
5. Neil Patrick Harris, Doogie Howser. He's a doctor, he's smart, and he was like the PROTOBLOGGER OF ALL TIME! He blogged before there was a word for blogging! I lived for the moment the little white cursor came up on his bright blue screen.

Some of the guys on my childhood list are still on my adult list, just lower down. The two that aren't, are the first 2. *shudder* fark this wil wheaton. But you know who really caught my eye? Neil Patrick Harris, because he is so funny that it's--- "leg-en-dary!" I just realized something, Doogie all grown up also has a blog on his new show's website, but I think almost all shows have blogs now. *gack*

I'm up past my bedtime, dreaming of people when there's only one I should be dreaming of. TTFN

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knitting content: I cast on and swatched for my Simple Knitted Bodice, and am loving it. I also found a few things in the new Knit1mag that I must have. Namely the cabled legwarmers, because they'd totally go with my halloween costume: goth fairy. Yay! Who doesn't love a Halloween costume they can wear regularly just by nixing the funky tights, wings, and fimo "hornays" as the Simi from the Sherrilyn Kenyon novels would say?

I used to be really interested in SHC. I read lots of books on it. There's some pretty nifty facts about SHC that if I was thinking straighter I could rattle off. Oh like even if you douse a person in gasoline they still wouldn't burn hot or fast enough to leave the traces SHC leaves. One of the books I read had an excellent hypothesis: Far from being something supernatural or paranormal, the author suggested that SHC was probably a defect on a cellular level where the mitochondria in a person's body started acting wonky and the chemical reaction due to that is what caused the body to combust.

Right about now I can think of several people I'd like to see combust. Maybe that's not true, but it feels good saying it.

I am tired of life kicking me in the stomach this year. It's starting to suck major donkey nads.

anyhow a meme from MeiFlower over at meiflower.blogspot.com:

Four jobs I have had in my life:

1. Snail stomper (10c a snail)
2. Telecommunications Rep (fancy way of saying chatline operator in a call room locale)
3. PSO (acronym for phonesex operator
4. Caregiver

Four movies I would watch over and over:

1. Star Wars, any and all
2. White Christmas
3. An Affair to Remember
4. Shaun of the Dead (I love Shaun of the Dead!)

Four places I have lived:

1. Lancaster, CA
2. Palmdale, CA
3. Montpelier, VA
4. Hackney, London, UK

Four TV shows I like to watch:
(only FOUR?!? How can I list only four? That is like Sophie's Choice to me!)

1. House
2. Medium
3. Psych
4. Numb3rs

Four places I have been on vacation:

1. New Orleans
2. Niagra Falls, Canada
3. Inverness/Loch Ness, Scotland
4. Las Vegas

Four websites I visit often:

1. www.knittyboard.com
2. myavc
3. bloglines
4. craftster

Four of my favorite foods:

1. cheese
2. mushroom soup/soup in general
3. pineapple orange juice
4. crackers

Four places I would rather be right now:

1. In San Diego, with my husband. :( (god this is a crappy day)
2. In London, @ forbidden planet, shopping for Christmas etc.
3. Fall, 1996, armed with the knowledge I have now, and knowing I only have a couple months left with my grandma.
4. Moab, Utah. Camping with my husband and Megan and no worries but what we are going to do that day. Moab is kind of scary, it was hauntingly perfect when we were there, so much so that the both of us are afraid to go back, lest we are disillusioned and it ruins our memories of the time we had been there before. It could have been the endorphins of new love, the excitement of travel, and all of that bs, but we really enjoyed Moab.

I am down with this knitting while learning thing. It's cool. I made a cozy for my remote thing. I am in a big class for Geology and the teacher loves tech gadgets, so most of the class participation is done with this whizzy little gadget that tells him who's in the class (when the unit is on) and lets you answer questions which in turn lets the intsructor see imediately what the class answered, so if he finds that a majority of people are answering the wrong answer, he can clear it up in class before a test. Plus all of our quizzes and tests are taken with the doohickey. I have to have it with me at all of our class meetings and the box it came in was clunky, so I made it a happy snuggly home out of touch me!

Here is my cozy (with the remote inside) along with the super cool knitting bag my KSKS pal sent me, which I have been using.

And here is the remote next to my cozy. I did too many decreases I think, and I should have knit longer, but you get distracted in class, esp if you're winging it.

ttfn

I'm FREAKING AWAKE? WHICH IS SECOND ONLY TO HOW HORRIBLE I WOKE UP. Dazzedly, I touched a puddle of reeking cat urine in the small of my back (well, on the blanket, in the small of my back.) I then, because it's so freaking early, tossed said blanket off of me (not a good idea people, there was a lot of f---k cat pee on the blanket) and laid there while I tried to get my brain to rev up.

I'm so freaking pissed. He's a kitten, but c'mon. I guess his litterbox needs changing, he's mad at me for not letting him on my lap last night while I tidied my desk, or he just felt the need to mark me. Um. Yeah. Little punk ass better watch it because I'm so pissed off,(hahaha bad pun) the next time I have to pee I might just do the little terrorist like he did me, you know what I am saying?

christ it's early. the smell of masculine animal urine is enough to make me want to gag and that was a BRAND NEW DOWN COMFORTER! DRY CLEAN ONLY. goram it.

-----breathe------breathe--------breathe-~~~~~~~~~~~~exhale
ok, my SP8 sent me a box which I need to photograph. It had lots of cool stuffies in it and I can't wait to show it off. She cracks me up, makes me wonder how old she is (is she a crafty youngster, or a super crafter older person?) and she sent me a pattern for the ballband dishcloth from Mason Dixon knitting so I could jump on the bandwagon but avoid purchasing a book, which was nice of her. ;) She sent me 2 balls of sugar and cream, a ball of Opal sock yarn, some paper crafty stuff, a wooden crown sign for Megan's room, some soap, and other bits. I'm sorry it got lost in the fray of getting Megan registered for a new school, she's back to school tomorrow (hallelujah!)
THANK YOU SP! I am looking forward to my next box!!!!

So I finally made a new knitting buddy. I don't know why it didn't occur to me to ask anyone from irc for their screen names on like yahoo or something, but there you go. Women intimidate the hell out of me. So I made friends with Noodles/Johnathon and he is going to be knitting something for me (since MY SP found me and I'm still hard at work) and I sent him some fiber in exchange for that. He's also going to finish the knitting on my Irish Hiking Scarf of pure delirium bringing boredom for me in exchange for the rest of my merino/silk mix roving. Ahh sad, but the boy can spin like a dream and his spindle he made himself out of the bottom of a broken wooden bowl! can you imagine? It makes me green with envy, but not quite enough to give up my wheel. hehehehe.

Talking to Johnathon's been fun. It's reinvigorated my knitting, which was kind of going to pot, which sometimes happens in my retarded effing cycles unfortunately. (Why is it you can tell a psychiatrist, I have these cycles where I do this.... for years and the one day you finally get diagnosed and it's like, "oh, books when I am in a depressive cycle, knitting when I'm somewhat balanced, cooking and crazy ass crafting when I'm manic. Huh." I mean, I figured out for myself that I read more when I was depressed because I realized I was hiding from the world in my books and using them or the act of reading to shut myself off from human contact for hours at a time. But I didn't realize that my sudden need to glitter glue a million styrafoam balls and cover them in sequins was suspect...

So far I have knitted the front and back of my DoD, the head and shoulders of Bad Juju, and almost finished another one of my things which I am not mentioning! hehehe. Oh, and since I was flashing my stash, had lost a ball of alpaca then subsequently found it, I went through my knitting bags and I found the pink/green artyarns regal silk and size 5 denises that I thought I had lost on my way home from New Mexico! They were in my ridiculous floppy hat!!!! Yay! everybody cheer.

Now I am off to crash. I can't believe the freaking cat peed on me. I'm so tired my eyeballs feel like they are packed in sawdust.