July 5, 2007
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Ambiguous
Three hours I spent struggling with MIIS last night. And then I gave up in disgust and went home, managing the fastest turnaround between home and morris practice ever – it did involve getting changed while stirring scrambled eggs, and consuming said scrambled eggs as a sandwich on the tube. Not recommended.
Three hours.
Don’t ask me why, but it sorted itself out overnight. Sans human intervention.
I could scream. But I shan’t.
In other news? Sockapalooza socks are knitted. I have been so stressed in the past fortnight, the second sock is a tad smaller than the first. I’m hoping blocking will help. Photos when blocked. I’ll be packing them up to mail this weekend, and sending them next week. They have to cross an ocean.
xxx
Comments (2)
scrambled eggs on the tube? hmmm, sounds nice!
Nonchalantly talking about eating on the Tube. This is the sort of mundane exoticism that I love about cities.
RYC: How did you not know I’m in Madison? After all this time?
Just let me know. If I can do it, I will. If not, I’ll have an entertaining excuse.