Last One.
I love robots.

Play This Game

Song Stuck In My Head.

I usually hate it when that happens, but sometimes I think they get there for a reason.



Everybody's glad

Because our silent fear and dread is gone

Freedom, you see, has got our hearts singing so joyfully

Just look about

You owe it to yourself to check it out

Can't you feel a brand new day?

Can't you feel a brand new day?

Can't you feel a brand new day?

Can't you feel a brand new day?

Everybody be glad

Because the sun is shining just for us

Everybody wake up

Into the morning into happiness


Um-hmm!

Damned Weekend.


So much to do, so little time. I had planned to spend some time cleaning my disgusting apartment and whatnot, but then, these delightful women put this photo on their blog today:





Now, I'll have to spend some time plotting out how to do the age-old ripple crochet afghan with all them colors!

My other weekend project was supposed to be hauling out this book:



Summer seems to have finally come to Chicago, and I need some dresses and skirts. Macy's was out of size giganticonormous, so I thought I'd whip up a few. What to do? What to do? If I haul out the sewing machine tonight, the weekend'll for sure be spent getting halfway through 8,000 projects. Maybe I should just take the time to plan out my projects so there's not 8,000 going at once. Oh, and clean my apartment.

I have been sick.


Hives, to be exact. And all kinds of allergies. Feeling better now, but that's despite the nasty weather and my confusion at work. This always cheers me up: