the everyday adventures of sabrina

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Mission: Ayarnplished

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Yarns and roving
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important things learned today:

  • loopy yarns has a student discount. and I AM A STUDENT NOW. rawk.
  • i can cast on, with even tension, 34 stitches in twisted german cast-on while walking in the tunnel transferring from the red line to blue line at jackson; and
  • man, they are not joking when they say addi turbos are slippery.

since my missing evil sock is still missing and it still has my needles hostage, i threw caution to the winds and bought two 20″ #1 addi turbos at the shop. (you muggles snort sarcastically and think “yeah, knitting, sooo-ooo-oo daring,” but you’ve never paid $12 for one knitting needle, have you? oh, shut up.) i wanted to see if they were all they are cracked up to be, and also, gosh they’re just really shiny, aren’t they? *blink* *blink* i have to say, they are very nice. those slinky, calm cables are sweet. but the little bastards are slick. i’m glad i didn’t drop any stitches while knitting on the el, but it required paying a fair amount of attention to make sure i didn’t. bus-knitting should be easier than el-knitting, i think, since at least it’ll be less bumpy.

also, a (evidently fellow) knitter struck up a conversation, asking me what shop i’d gotten my yarn at, and asking if i knew of any shops in her area, around southport and belmont. apparently i wore my LYS Genius hat to work today. i told her i’d gotten the yarns at Loopy Yarns (which of course i did) and squeed a little bit about all their lovely new summer yarns, and mentioned Nina and Arcadia Knitting, but try though i did i couldn’t recall anything in that area, though i know there are some. alas. oh well, maybe she’ll go to Loopy and hang out. by the way, i am apparently a “regular” now; i was recognized and “did you get a haircut”-ted. teehee.

oh, and i signed up for spinning class. not that i am not capable of spinning (and i’m even okay at it), but i think if i go take a class from someone who knows what they are doing, i can get better at plying and drafting. i think i will take something away from the class, anyways, and it was only $20. i hope they still have some of that 80/20 merino/silk roving when i go there for class; that stuff is so nice. anyways.

yay! yarn! yay!

raaaaaaaa

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I want to knit on a pair of socks. But I still haven’t found the evil sock (that I put in the punishment basket), and I don’t think I have any new sock yarns, and I don’t remember offhand which needles that sock was on but probably my wee #1s and … dangit.

Maybe I’ll hit up the LYS on my way home from work today. Yarn addicts don’t fool around when they need the junk.

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etienne charry’s “je tue le temps”: a requested [crappy] translation:

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Scott Merkin:

“We’re going to stay with Mr. Danks,” said Guillen with a smile, revealing the news during his postgame press conference. “It was a long conversation. I think the way he throws the ball in Spring Training, he earned that spot. We all like the way he went about his business and was pretty tough.”

dear john danks:

i am a white sox fan, and that means i feel no obligation to remain supportive even in the face of a failure to be good at your job. therefore: you’d better not suck. you wouldn’t like the things i like to shout at players who annoy me. especially ones who are only here because someone traded away one of my favorite players.

people who were mean to BA all last season because they were pissed rowand got traded? got nothing on me.

suspiciously,
–sabrina

so i have had my checking account for a long time. it used to be at wingspan bank, which was one of the all-electronic banks back 8 years ago or whatever, which was nice because i pretty much never have to go to an actual bank to do anything. i could transact whatever i needed to via ATM, they had nice rates, and (what caused me to switch to them) they weren’t complete bastards like bank one (who had acquired first chicago and made everything far more sucktastic). imagine my disgust when a couple of years later wingspan bank was acquired, naturally enough, by bank one.

then: imagine my corresponding glee a few years ago when bank one was purchased by chase. finally! i thought; finally bank one can be on the receiving end of some acquisition pain and suffering. it’s really only just sad that my analysis of the situation was limited to joyful, joyful schadenfreude about nameless, faceless hordes of evil bank one employees suffering under the merciless rule of jp morgan chase, and did not include any insight about the corresponding suffering of customers: i.e., me. however, my will had been broken; i didn’t see any point in jumping ship again as certainly whatever institution i chose would be bought out and subsequently made hateful. deregulation, centralisation, consolidation, hoo-frickin’-ray. i didn’t see a point in trying to get a better deal: sure, the customer service was crap, the fees were crap, but i had quicken all set up and stuff… .

and then my new debit card was lost in the mail.

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