awkwardgirl: (Practice safe socks)
( Apr. 19th, 2009 02:41 pm)
[livejournal.com profile] isolabela and I started fraternal twin socks this weekend. Same pattern (Charade, from ravelry.com), same yarn, different colorways. And, as it turns out, despite the fact that I went up not one but TWO needles sizes, hers are STILL turning out bigger than mine, and I am worried these babies might not make it over my feet. ^^;; Aw well.

(Fraternal) Twin Terror Socks - Charade


Emily's are on the left (blue/orange/pink) and mine are on the right (pink/orange/yellow).

*sigh* Am packed up again for the train ride home. Must thrust myself into the shower and leave mah twin. ;_; Have I mentioned that I don't want to go to work tomorrow? Bah. =P

ps: [livejournal.com profile] aoibhe and [livejournal.com profile] secretchristine - Emily and I might suck at drunken Disney trivia, but you KNOW you love us best regardless. ^_~ *xoxoxoxoxoxoxo*
So I am having fun, and being all sorts of relaxed and sluglike. Not having to go to work on a Friday, and being able to just walk around and be...me. Geekiness and all. After the week I had, especially with all the crying done on Wednesday (but hey, I got to break in that new box of tissues =P), it's nice to be away from the crap. Friday I was still feeling pretty shitty, but made myself get over it -- sometimes you just have to squelch the self-pity down and move on. Twin Terror in T-Town with [livejournal.com profile] isolabela is in full effect, and it's been a huge relief to just kick it with someone I totally adore and TALK ABOUT KNITTING AND HAVE THEM UNDERSTAND AND HAVE OPINIONS and watch copious amounts of anime (and Drop Dead Gorgeous last night, while starting in on our fraternal twin terror socks.) There was crazy plumbing drama at the ungodly hour of 1:30am, and I'm a little lacking in the sleep department right now, but there is Bento and luau and sleepovers on the docket today, and I shall persevere. With only a mild nap attack. =P

Have also been able to chat more with my Ohana Collective these past few days, which makes things not only easier to deal with, but makes me happy in ways that I cannot begin to explain. There's just something about family, yo. Just wish I coulda gotten in on the pedi/massage chair action from last night! I WANT PURTY TOESIES TOOOOO! *pokies [livejournal.com profile] aoibhe and [livejournal.com profile] secretchristine* <33333 (I did, however, get a brownie and ice cream and an Emily last night, so there's always that. =P)

So I am off to shower and face my fear of a bunch of strangers to meet the twin for her break at work and GET TEA AND FUD. I have given up coffee for a while since it's harsh on my tummy, and my tummy has Not Been Happy With Me recently anyway (apparently, it doesn't like it when I, yanno...eat. Or drink. Or live, apparently. *kicks it*) so I've been consisting on tea. The headaches haven't been bad, so I have hope that I can survive. Because dude, I'm from Seattle. We drink coffee. Often. Fancy coffee, expensive coffee, drip coffee, we drink it all. I feel like I'm going back on my heritage. *grin*
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( Apr. 10th, 2009 07:28 pm)
So today was pretty "meh" too, although slightly less "meh" than yesterday. Mom proceeded to scream at me for not jumping to attention and offering my laptop to her last night, and then proceeded to bitch about it this morning, to which I had to reply (twice), "Stop acting like such a damn martyr." She's pissed at my brother and my dad, and then takes it out on ME, who is ALWAYS ON HER FUCKING SIDE. I am just saying. Maybe is not good to act like a menstrual 14 year old girl to your best ally? -_-

I did, however, get a coffee smoothie from my manager, the coveted Denise Interchangable Circular Knitting Needles (the sexiest phrase ever, let me just tell you =P) with dollie money, and sushi. Also managed to race upstairs with minimal contact with my mother. Score. I am exhausted though. This week (month? MONTHS?) have just been...hard. There is very little keeping me going. I think JUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNE and my mini-trips to my twin and Olivia are the only things that are keeping me semi-sane. *sigh*

Am hoping my yarn for my Wrenna sweater comes tomorrow (it's the last one on the top row: Oregano. Many thanks to my ohana, [livejournal.com profile] secretchristine, for finalizing on a color. ♥) I am gonna be hiding this weekend in my room methinks, and need something to keep me busy. ^^;;

The ohana is love. That is all. <33333 You cannot mess with it, you cannot break it, you cannot destroy it. It came back better, and stronger, than ever. Take that. =P

My father is a fucking tool. That is all.

...well, not totally all. My friends are my family, and there are a few that I consider "blood" and they mean more to me than anyone I just happen to be related to. I was not born into this close-knit family, and I am most definitely the black sheep on both sides. I have little to no real emotional connection to my father (and, I guess in his defense, he has little to no emotional connection to me, so it all sort of evens out =P) other than anger and disgust. There are times when I can tolerate him, though. Mostly, I just hope to never turn into what he is, which is distant, close-minded, and frankly, a huge asshole. /gets off soapbox

In other news, I talked to my co-worker and cleared the air between us. Made sure she knew that what she had said a couple days ago was NOT COOL, NOT EVEN A LITTLE BIT, and explained a few things to her. So at least there's that. This has been a long fucking week, and I am just...so ready for the weekend. *flopsover* Srsly, it's like when work is slow, people need to make up drama just to have something to do. I AM SO DONE WITH THIS, PEOPLE. Just act like freakin' adults, FOR ONCE, oh my GOD, REALLY.
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