Makes it a little hard to knit …
Do you see this attitude? This yarn-hoarding, progress-inhibiting behavior? My coach and trainer has said there will be no further knitting tonight because he is sick and tired of the psychotic crack dreams that are showing up on the Olympic opening ceremonies.
That or he’s not wanting to get drug screened for kitty weed.
So I got started, anyway! Seventy-five stitches cast on, five rows completed, cabling begun, I really hate standard metal needles, Yoko Ono and Peter Gabriel are … odd … and when does the ice hockey start?!
We raise our cups and needles …
Adelle and I are ready for the Knitting Olympics to start …
Adelle: Hey, wanna get drunk and knit virtually with me tonite?
Erin: YAY! Get drunk!
Erin: we can have a virtual knitalong …
Adelle: Seriously. I am going to buy alcohol after work. We can play the knitting olympics drinking game
Adelle: Rock on! Ok, going to get my hair done, then I am going to get alcohol. I will call you or something when I get home. We can do shots n shit
Erin: i have a bottle of vodka in my freezer
Erin: diet coke + vodka + cabling = happy times
