I was just on the interwebs impatiently trying to find out where the hell my new tiny circ and mini dpns had gone off to when I took a really good look at my order.
(insert long, all-capitalized string of the nastiest four letter words you can think of here...and then do it again)
I SWEAR I was paying attention and ordered both the baby circ and the mini dpns in a size ONE.
There must have been a blip in the space-time continuum because I clicked on size ONE and somehow ordered size TWO.
Whatever. At least the mini dpns are a size ONE like they should be...
Alrighty then...
So after a few seconds of waving both middle fingers at the screen, I figured oh well. My chaotic little back and forth and this and that - which will soon be a bit better once the extra mini dpns arrive - has been working. So much for that particular cunning knitting plan though.
Time for Cunning Knitting Plan (CKP), Revision 1.2: I'll be keeping the mini dpns and sending back the size 2 mini circs - IF they ever get here.
If they don't, I don't think the Chaos has the R&D resources for CKP Rev 1.3.
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Monday, November 12, 2012
Thursday, March 22, 2012
This calls for a poem...
OH. Mmmm. Geeeeee.
Universe hear my plea
Stick their feet to the floor
So they'll stomp no more
And in peace once again I'll be
Oh the joy of having neighbors who have absolutely NO consideration for those who live above, below and beside them.
Get control of your brat, keep your cigarette and marijuana smoke to yourself, and God in Heaven PLEASE get some good taste in music.
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