How she dips and twirls
I’ve been listening to the Decemberists all night which has put me in a relatively nice mood. Though some of it makes me sad and sort of melancholy… they at least sound pretty happy. I listened to all of Castaways and Cutouts and I’m now on track 2 of Her Majesty. Yay. I’ve been knitting too. Working on that hat. It’s a really good experience, as far as knitting goes, cos I’ve never done a purl stitch before. And this hat forces me to do three of them after every three knit stiches for a fun ribbing pattern that you can’t really pickout cos it’s such a fuzzy yarn anyway… i’m sure it’ll be more obvious when the hat is more knitted… I like it a lot. I love the yarn color the most I think. It’s just so exciting. watching it turn into a knit object. and i think it’s sort of sad almost to see the skein unwind. in this really fascinating way.
I sort of meant to be blog about identity (againagainagain) but then i got distracted. I guess right now I think we’re all transitory. That is just an excuse to use the word transitory again.
“Will you stay here? For a while, dear? Till the radio plays something familiar.” – The Decemberists, “Billy Liar”
Oh, also, I’m excited cos my friend John who I haven’t talked to in years and I have been commenting on each others myspaces. How fun.