Last week was…interesting.
My car broke and $300 later, it’s fixed. I am officially broke, or something close to it.
Despite being close-to-broke, in my rabid fanaticism excited fandom, I pre-ordered Twilight tickets from Fandango. M and I (’cause you know I am dragging him to see it with me, oh yes) are going to the 7:30 PM show on opening day. The fangirls, they do not scare me, for I am one of them. In related news: this evening we were getting groceries at Kroger and I squealed because they had the mass market edition of the book, on sale for 40% off. I will let you guess as to whether I bought a copy. Lastly, while I was watching Ghost Hunters Live on Halloween night, one of the TV spots came on and I sort of screamed excitedly because Rob Pattinson in HD on big screen TV is SO MUCH BETTER than Rob Pattinson on tiny Youtube screen. Just saying. So, yes: Twilight = me squealing. It’s like my crack. I’m not sure what to do about this.
In knitting, I successfully blocked Clapotis the Fifth but I do not have photos to prove it. With the leftover handspun, I started and finished a cowl and when I tried it on, I felt like I was wearing a necklace. A very large yarn necklace. My gauge was way off. So I frogged it today and restarted it and hopefully it will fit this time. I’m just not having much luck with knitting lately.
Finally, the election is days away and I’m excited but simultaneously apprehensive. I want it to be over, but I’m sort of anxious over the potential outcome. I hope that all our efforts will pay off. M and I volunteered over the weekend and I hope it made some kind of impact, even if only the smallest. I hope.
(P.S. Holy crap, it’s November already!)





