I was just totally being good, and I was going to work on seaming my alpaca ArtFibers sweater and then take a nap before work, since I was up at 630am, and have to work tonight all night until 5am, but Bethany just called. A Michael’s run is calling me — I need a new Must-Have, and I need it to fit, and more than that, I need it to cost less than thirty bucks. Do you think that’s do-able? I don’t mind if it’s crapyarn, I really don’t. I just need some cables, and I need ’em fast. I’m fiending, man. Don’t get in my way.
Digit would like you to know that he’s gotten very, very fat since we moved here. Oh, dear.
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