YARNPOSTING

i lost some steam in the fountain pen collecting and subsequent ink collecting (surely there will be posts about this) and fell back on ye olde knitting habit. this has resulted in more yarn collecting even though i've already amassed more yarn than i'll be able to use before i die, for sure, but i mean. how can i NOT get some beautiful yarns that are being discontinued or old favorites that were discontinued years ago. i don't have a choice imo.

more than anything i need another blog post to figure out the crapass layout nonsense with the limited tools on this site. i cannot really complain to be fair, because i am wayyyyyyyyyyy too mf lazy to deal with building my own site from scratch again, even with provided templates. i am in my forties now marie grow up.

ah- but a stash destroyer project i bought a pattern for; 

festival cardigan - photo & pattern by suzy rai

it's so cute, idek how to act. amazingly i already have the 10 & 15mm needles needed for it. will update if i ever find the motivation to start it.

in the meantime i've been plugging away at using up a ton of sock weight yarns to make a really hideous blanket that i started at least a decade ago. it's pairing very nicely with half-watching horrible episodes of the bachelor & bachelor in paradise.

in the last month i've knit four hats a shawl, a very long unfinished scarf and a chicken.

  a russian pattern i downloaded years ago called FIRS (discontinued)

a stripey hat i knit for ash, made from yarns i dyed yeaaaaars ago

that goddamned bird

a rare shawl that i don't know how to fucking wear (decibel by lisa mutch)

to end this post i just want to add that i've had "almost paradise" stuck in my head for days, iykyk, and i don't mean that in a positive way if i'm being honest

HI

 i wanted to initiate some sort of online diarything/ writing ritual again, without the impermanence and pressures of being on social media. why not try this place again? this post is a first and is surely lacking content, but i must start somewhere to establish a creaky foundation once more.

a few weeks ago i was looking through my letter pile from middle/high school. these were all in a shoebox at my mom's house for the last 2 decades and some of it is incredible. some of it is horrifying. the horrifying things including teenage nonsense and a letter from Ben fucking Weasel telling me i was stupid more or less. i was 13 when i wrote to him, i don't regret it (or maybe i do? his reply is awful, but hilarious). i don't know, this must've been from 1993 or 1994 at the latest. 

more importantly i found a small pile of film negatives that i haven't seen in at least 20 years. some of these photos i don't know if i saw at all (beyond my immediate dismissal of them and throwing away of bad ones). humbling experience! incredible and terrible photos.

at holly's house, sue (i think) is beneath me evidenced only by a foot

    

 

 

 

 aside from the first one these were taken in my room in 1995. the dudes in the bottom image are seth and a guy named eric (iirc), who i only met a few times (iirc). this is what weirdo teens were doing in port saint lucie florida in the 90s, before murder parties became the norm. 

i thought these goofy ass pictures would be a good place to start blogging again.