Yes, that's right. Stocking one can rot in hell. At least until I've finished stocking two.
Bitches up, hoes down, this means war, and my enemy is Stocking 1.
I am shunning it. I am measuring. I am gauge swatching. I will not let Melanie Falick get the best of me. I bougt the damn book for this pattern, and I'm going to do it, damnit. They will be right. They will be calculated...and even if i need another two balls of yarn, I will surpass the SHORT as F--- Melanie Falick.
Why do I do this to myself? Love of the process. And to say that I've made them. I'm not a fearless knitter. I'm a determined to do what is impossible knitter. With the finished product as my motivation, I take up my swords (or needles if you're going to be quotidien about it) and do a right thrust towards the ball of Aurora 4. I will make it fall like the Roman Empire. I will...
I should just do it and stop writing about it.
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What the heck is a meme? Everyone is meming, I'm behind. Meme? Merriam-Webster says: "meme: an idea, behavior, style, or usage that spreads from person to person within a culture".
Now, from context clues I can figure out it's a Q&A kind of thing, and I can see how it relates to the definition, but I've never heard it called a meme. Am I so culturally unaware that this common term has escaped my notice? Sigh...
you're so not hip to the LiveJournal culture....
heh.
Don't question it, just answer the questions...
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