Bondage fairies and wooly dreamsEver get on those cleaning jags where you didn't mean to clean your desk (finally) and go thru ages of tucked away papers and things you obviously don't need anymore since you haven't looked at them in the past six months but you keep on hanging on to them for fear that you may still need those delivery confirmation slips from the post office a few more years down the line... Anyhow, found a bunch of stuff I used ot love but am indifferent to now, but I can't bear to get rid of for nostalgia's sake. (FF--> 20 years from now aK lives in a huge room full of papers and porn vhs' since they remind her of the good old days... eventually burned down as one of the numerous cats somehow caught fire and took the room down with her...) The biggest thing I can't bear to keep and can't bear to get rid of, my Bondage Fairies comics. See, I'm not one to buy a comic like this to ... be a means to an end ... but I honestly enjoy being excited by this weird weird anthro stuff that if were human I would wretch at. At least I used to be. I mean, not an addict or anything, but every time I'd walk by Comic Relief (when it used to be on University! Now they moved downtown, nice... the Kress bldg on Shattuck Ave) I'd pop in the the back and see if there were any ones that I was looking for (like a continuation of a series I didn't have-- I always bought them piecemeal and as back issues, so I have a bunch of non-connectors, not that there's a general plot structure to the entire series or anything.) Nice collection, I mean for someone who doesn't collect them and has a very hard time holding onto magazines for any period of time. I want to throw them away, since well they're not really much of my bag anymore. I have this weird guilt thing about it, in that this anthro porn stuff is always violent to "women" characters and I think that really shouldn't float my boat. But I can't ... I mean, I can't since I'd just hate to pitch them, you know? After all that time being able to preserve them til now! (Says the packrat... argh, I think I do have a problem!) ![]() On a lighter note, I finished Shogun today knitting up a storm in malabrigo and singing the patternsong kate gilbert wrote, clapotis. I can't even start to say what fun this pattern is for me, I always find myself hinking up patterns since they don't make sense to my mind (but following them exactly will result in the perfect product). I guess as I can't "see" the reasoning behind patterns, my mind has a hard time recognizing when I make mistakes. But not so with clapotis! The simple "k tbl before marker, k, k tbl after marker" pattern is so perfect and I find myself so excited to see the twisted k tbl stitches making waves in the stockingette already: ![]() Can you see them? The little columns of puffy stitches... I didn't quite understand how clapotis would work til I started knitting it, and I have to say that its muy brillig, truly. I'm also loving to use my little stitch markers-- I made them out of a bunch of glass beads and beading wire I had left over from my attempt to put together a scrapbook-- I'm going to need more (17 total), I think I originally made 20 but some are hanging out on projects I have on needles but haven't worked on in ages (time to consider ripping or finishing and being honest with myself!) I also decided to not ball up the malabrigo into a ball, since I'm only handwinding them anyway and they've just turned into a mess every freaking ball I try to handwind. Evenutally I'll break down and buy a ball winder (I dunno! I just keep thinking that I'm not the class of knitters who needs a ballwinder-- though if I do keep my promise to myself for another 20 skeins !!! of the malabrigo for winter wear, I *will* need one!)... For now it's simply pleasurable to knit from the hank draped across my knees. ![]() I'm in the middle of the 3rd inc repeat (12+1 total) here. The malabrigo is really lovely stuff, I can't help squeezing it on the hank and petting the knitted clapotis-to-be (clap-oh-TEE kate reminds us, hooked on phonics worked for me)... I only want to knit with soft one ply like this from now on! It's addictive stuff (more than the BF ever were!). The hand is so nice, after hours of knitting it felt like I had pet a kitten curled on my lap sleeping for an hour or three, the way the top layer of skin on your palm tingles after rubbing it on something soft for a long period of time. Back to the knitting grind :) aK rel="tag">gamesgrid
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