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July 15, 2004

House of Snooze

There seems to be some kind of energy hole today. Everyone is all sleepy around here. I am feeling lazy too but still remain vertical. Even Marcel
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who is generally bouncing around making trouble somewhere has been in bed all day, on and off with just the occasionally potty break. Not a bark, not a peep from that boy. Not a howl. Not even when I went to the basement to do laundry. This is not unprecendented but highly unusual for not even a rainy day. I'm pretty sure he is ok, but wondering if I ought to check if my sister-in-law is still breathing...
Plus, it is still a knitting blackout for me. My wrist seems to be healing somewhat, and my hands aren't aching non-stop as they were. So many projects are calling my name! The blankie is abandoned mid-row in my knitting box. Every now and then I stop to pet it a little. The parts made with Manos are especially soft. As soon as I have money and my wrist is up to it, I want to make this Manos pancho pattern I found online.
Today in the shower I was thinking about when I used to draw. The way that I drew was not unlike the way that one knits, only less mathmatical. I have a dream of totally organic knitting which would result in beautiful, wearable, slightly gossamer things. Big, big things. Things one could wrap around oneself sari-like. Hm. This is the type of idea which can easily go horribly, horribly awry, which is why I hesitate to try it. But still I like the idea of knitting with abandon, if such a thing is possible.

In other news- the health care system in this country is a huge f#@!%^$#ing mess, and its kicking my ass. Probably voting for Kerry in the fall won't change this. Voting doesn't ever change much I've found. But do it anyway!! It seems diabetics in are entitled to nothing, just like everyone else, but I sure wish the state apparatus would cut us some slack. (We have to stick ourselves at least a million times a day or WE WILL DIE. A slow, miserable death. Does anyone get that?? There. That's my self-pity session for today. ) There was none to be found yesterday when I went looking. Anyway! It just surprises me that more people aren't really incensed about this. I would write an angry letter but to whom?? Argh. Down off my soap box.

Posted by pippypippy at July 15, 2004 03:44 PM

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more marcel shots!

Posted by: fatboy at July 21, 2004 12:24 AM

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