Tuesday, September 09, 2008

Knot Knitting *Har har*

OK, so I actually HAVE been knitting, a lot, which is why I'm not online! I finished the first of THE Socks, and am on the heel of the second, I finished a baby sweater, and I finished my crazy socks. I have pics on my Ravelry, and Maybe I'll get around to putting them here as well. LOL

Life has been treating me fairly I guess, I'm happy for the most part. We had to have one of our dogs put down, old age was not nice to him. That was sad.

I got this goofy knitmeter thing on here, and maybe I'll actually remember to update it every once in a while, but I doubt it!

OK, back to my knitting,

Blessed Be
The Dragon

Monday, April 28, 2008

I deleted your music

You know what, I hope you never read this Dyan, because that would mean you were back to your stalkerish ways, and I like you better not caring if I'm alive or dead. But on the odd chance that you do, I wanted you to know, I'm not sitting here crying because you left me, I'm not wishing you would talk to me, I've come to understand that you NEVER loved me the way I still (unfortunately) love you, because it would be impossible for you to treat someone you love the way you have treated me. So, I just got done deleting all your crap out of my computer. All your stupid 1/5th of a cent music, and your other putrid ganster rap that I hate. It's all gone. And I feel FABULOUS. I tossed your precious magazines too, dumpster time! I'm thinking about burning a couple of jerseys you left here, a few hundred dollars up in smoke, that would be funny.

I hope someday it dawns on you what YOU did. Because I'd have let you walk all over me for the rest of my life. Hell, I was going to MARRY you! How stupid would THAT have been?!?!?!?! Thank you so much for not going through with that!

Goodbye,
Sarah

Sunday, March 02, 2008

Lace Embrace

With sticks and string
I can magically bring
the softest lace to life.

I can hide all my fears
and wipe away my tears
with wool, cashmere, and cotton.

It's a way to self sooth
the yarn feels so smooth
I can pretend I'm not insecure.

I just sit here and knit
and chomp at the bit
begging the phone, please ring.

I've done the repeats
a cast off completes
but lace isn't the embrace I desire.