fishmouse

Evening all,

MERLIN! Merlin has finally reached Australian televisions and I've now seen the first episode. It's not at all historically accurate  but oh so pretty. Lots of fun and OH THE GAY. Anthony Stuart Head, you are more awesome than ever. I predict great and never resolved sexual tension between Arthur and Merlin, which I will love. Who doesn't love the gay and cute boys? I think I'm really going to like this series, especially if I can get my cousin to shut up for an hour so I can watch it in peace. He is one of those constantly noisy/busy 5 yo. boys.

( So, do you speak Starbucks? )

Seriously, the best stuffs under the cut.

Today, it has been a strange day today. I woke up tired, lasted five hours before I had to have a 2 hour nap. Woke up from that not as tired and are still up, trying to make it to at least 10 before I sleep again. Knowing me I'll oversleep and be tired all tomorrow too, which isn't good as I need to be awake in the evening for the first Belly Dance class of the new term. I will also likely have Lindt as my meeting in town is right near the Lindt shop. I may have to investigate thier new range first hand. Right now I have, as always, knitting projects on the go and fic. to read. I should depart and get somehting done.

Hugs to all,

~ mishka

'evening all,

Things are moving along too quickly. Barely 5 days before the madness begins! (which reminds me, I need to print the tickets off). I need to start consider what I'm packing & how it'll fit into my bag and FINDING NEW JEANS! I hate the fashion universe atm. Is it really to much to ask for dark blue/black jeans that fit? A nice dress? Shoes? Really? Wisely I'm not engaging in the wardrobe clean up until after Mardi Gras. Too busy until that weekend is over. Ah, the insanity! I shall be exhausted, thankfully not broke as everything's paid, sore footed but extremely happy. This also warrants hair dyeing, which is great as the skunk strip could take over a small Asian country and i'm getting a little fed up of telling jokers that it takes time and effort to dye it in.

Work is... work. New training, new training to write up and the damn system being buggy as hell. Plenty of chocolate cake & today, dark chocolate and peanut 'spiders' (essentially, noodles dipped in the afore mentioned mix). I remember buying them at Fetes as a child and they are still damn tasty... too tasty in fact, as I ate three of them. Luckily, they were teaspoon sized. Yay! for being able to wear a warm hoodie at work again. Pity it's not going to last long.

Found my next knitting project! It's one I've been wanting to do for a while - Matryoshka (you know, those Russian stacking dolls) as fingerless mitts with a seperate mitt top. I've decided that instead of 5 'sisters' I'm just going to knit them onto the back of the mitt flap. Also deciding to change the colours - no yellow except for the hair and a lack of red which clashes with my hair means I have to choose between: purple, deep pink,  cerulean or bright grass green. They'll go with the black, white, fuchsia and yellow yarns already being used. Thankfully i've discarded an earlier idea to further modify the design and knit dresses onto the glove bodys (so they look like REAL dolls).Decisions, decisions. Still are searching for nice tops to knit using my cotton & cotton blends. I should be getting the Stitch'n'bitch books to read next week to! I love reserving items!

Well, I should go. Have have mitts to knit and a lovely book on cooking with various Japanese green tea's to peruse.
Stay well, rest well and party well,

~ mishka

extras:
1) someone please hook this sister up with the Bob as Batman fic. i've heard tell of.
2) any sound colour thoughts, let me know. The cuff is pink/black. Also, the link: http://knitty.com/ISSUEfall08/PATTtatiana.html Thankyou Knitty!
3) back update - feeling much better, still a bit of aching & no painkillers needed today. Definitly an improvement.
4) why has Dusty Springfield been singing in my head all day? Not that I mind, I just need a break from 'anyone had a heart'.

Evening all,

Hmmm. the internets feeding my addictions. Work today, first day back after holidaying was soo incredibly busy. I didn't get a lick of the inbound mountain done as I, under my bosses instructions, had to play Wii for 2 hours. Ridiculous but I apparently had catching up to do. Have been scouring for yet more patterns I want to make, finding groups on Ravelry (you'll find me as fishmouse), steampunkieness and trying to find a way to DIY emerald green dye. So far all suggestions seem to be 'muck around with local green foliage & cook until tasty'. If I can figure it out, I'll be dying two dresses green. Then I'll finally be able to wear them!! Shall also dye one shirt and two hats black at the same time.

Besides the sore feet, I've been feeling down. Again. No sooking this time, I swear. I've even considering using my super cute Barbie diary. Or baking a heap of dinosaur cookies. I probably should sleep. Or finally get around to starting a new project, even though each one is either waiting on yarn or needles. Or get off my lazy arse and create some more icons. This space needs a bit of a change.

OH, I should totally mention last night. SHARON JONES & THE DAP KINGS!!!! Sorry to shout but if you've seen them you'll understand my enthusiasm. Started out the evening by being late, misreading the tickets and landing myself, through some emotionally unsound decisions, in a sooky slump. Not at all helped by the headache lady wearing an entire bottle of Chanel no. 5 (I exaggerate, but honestly it smelt that strong). Thankfully, some excellent advice was followed, delivered to me from two darling people who are unfortunately far too used to my moods and sooks and I eventually chirped up. First act - too mellow for the crowd. The venue: I want to tear their hair out. Usually I am a calm, placid sort of person but really, the Sydney Festival 'Becks Bar' is badly designed, run and full of rude staff. That said they did get one thing right. Miss Sharon Jones. The Dap Kings. So my feet were planning a revolt and disconnecting themselves from my body and my headache was trying to escape through my skull but it was all worth it. Hours of funk, soul, dancing, cheering and avoiding the multitudes of dead soilders littering the ground. 
Funky musical sassy bipeds at thier best.

Also, happy 30th Motown! (I think that's right?)
Also, yay! for practice, sketching and sticking to it.

~mishka