Random Thursday (ˈrandəm ˈTHərzdā): the day on which Sarah plunks down all the odd bits and pieces she’s been sent by friends or has otherwise stumbled upon this week in an effort to avoid writing a real post, the assembly of which usually ends up taking twice as much time as sitting down and creating actual content.
How can it be the middle of September already, when the days and weeks are dragging like a series of lead-lined Mondays?
First, the Sad
My friend Grace, who has been putting up with me for ten years both in and out of the library,
is leaving for New Mexico this weekend to head her own department.
A small, selfish part of me wishes I hadn’t given her such a glowing recommendation.
A slightly bigger part really doesn’t want to deal with the return of all the craft stuff I dumped in her spare room the last time I moved.
But most of me wishes her well and all of me will miss her very much.
And none of me envies her three-day cross-country trip with those two cats of hers.
Prenez soin de vous, mon ami.
Et les chats, trop.
This makes me want to unplug for a while and read a book.
I mean, right after I finish this post, check my e-mail, ramp up my high scores in Fruit Ninja, and watch those funny robots again.
(I know what you’re implying, Kev, and may I remind you that you’re the one who e-mailed me the embed code for this through Facebook, via your iPad.)
THAT IS ALL.
Okay, that’s not all: Click His Galactic Squeeness for his free (!) crochet pattern
from Her Awesomesauceness Twinkie Chan.
And then make me one, please.
(Thanks, Watson—too bad we’re both knitters . . . )
by Ion Lucin.
Whoa. Just . . . Whoa.