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Yay for camera phones!! Look at this:
My first sock ever!! It's so cute. And look, the SCA demonstration at the Warhammer tournament I visited:
It's a whole 'nother world. And way fun.
That's all for today. No more knitting progress, no more work rants. Just happy pictures.
I was driving home from work yesterday, when I noticed a red metallic heart hovering about ten feet in the air in front of someone's garage. It moved away from me as I approached, no vertical movement, just away, just enough for me to know that it wasn't tethered to anything. Very strange. It was that plastic bag in the breeze moment.
The strangest thing was when I thought, "but it's not valentine's day yet". Then I realized it was over a month ago. God, this job has me insane.
It's great, it's interesting, it's in the publishing field, but goddamn it's crazy. I realized when talking to Christy yesterday that it is like an American version of The Office. With stoners. We spent an hour talking about the virtues of envelopes versus boxes versus boxes within boxes. Jesus Christ.
On top of that insanity, there are always deadlines tomorrow and fires to put out (not literally; or if there are, the firestarter generally takes care of them). It makes the day go by in a wink, but I haven't had time to dawdle and blog-surf even once. Whine. Hell, I haven't had time to organize my desk.
I can't decide if I love it or hate it. A very Valentine's/relationship feeling. We'll just wait and see.
Travel news; still haven't taken that trip up the coast. Damn it. Maybe next weekend.
Knitting news; finished my first sock! I am very proud, and now have the toe of a second sock. And I still think it is completely insane to spend 5 hours on something that will go on my stinky feet, hidden under shoes. Maybe I'll just have to make them for friends with the blessing of linen fresh feet and those funny-ass clear boots specifically for showcasing knitted socks. Hmmm... I need some new friends.
Okay. I can't hold it in any more. This (took out the link from paranoia, but safe to say that it is a publishing house that makes books about the bud) is where I am working now. I love it. It's very... San Francisco. Even though it's in Oakland. The really crazy thing is that I was applying for police dispatch positions before I found this place. How varied is my life.
For the first time in simply ages, I found myself in the position of welcoming back travelers, instead of being the traveler welcomed back. It was kinda nice. And I got souvenirs! Presents are nice. Most of them were made of french chocolate, and they are gone now. Mmm. I told Christy it was time for her to go back when I finished the last bar last night while watching the Parisian episodes of Sex and the City.
This weekend's event was one of the most eclectic weddings I have ever been to. It was for a dear life-long family friend, one of my mother's Mothers For Peace fellows, and the wedding guests ranged from the home-made peasant skirt attired to a member of the Los Angeles Philharmonic. There were equal amounts of sequins and birkenstocks. It was great.
What sucked was that I was sick as a dog. The entire time I was traveling, I got exactly one mild cold. Since I've been back, I don't think I've been healthy for more than a few days in a row (if you count hangovers), and this last one was truly nasty and knocked me out for about a week and a half. Blech. Maybe my body truly is built for motion. Well, tough shit, body. Get used to the sedentary life.
Having said that, I am completely ready for a mini-trip. I think I am going to go call Rach and convince her to take the convertible out for a spin on the coast. Oh yeah, time for some wind in my hair and familiar haunts.
