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I'm not sure what it is with knitters and Linux. Um. Yeah.
(From a Finnish knitting magazine that Sarah C. linked me to.)
I made bread and Hazel bought me pickles and now I can just have pickles and nutritional yeast for about three more meals before I really have to eat the dining hall food. But that would probably make me a little deficient in something (like fat or protein) so I'd better not.
I'm a little obsessed with dancing. I had a good time on Saturday; it was exciting that people (follows, even!) asked me to dance. (Steph and Anna made me feel loved.) I liked some perilously slow lindying, and some perilously fast lindying, and some utterly-different-from-all-that attempts to adjust my dance-thinking-processes so that I could follow waltz or rhumba. Which for once were fairly successful; I must have learned something somewhere. Or the leads were especially good.
(From a Finnish knitting magazine that Sarah C. linked me to.)
I made bread and Hazel bought me pickles and now I can just have pickles and nutritional yeast for about three more meals before I really have to eat the dining hall food. But that would probably make me a little deficient in something (like fat or protein) so I'd better not.
I'm a little obsessed with dancing. I had a good time on Saturday; it was exciting that people (follows, even!) asked me to dance. (Steph and Anna made me feel loved.) I liked some perilously slow lindying, and some perilously fast lindying, and some utterly-different-from-all-that attempts to adjust my dance-thinking-processes so that I could follow waltz or rhumba. Which for once were fairly successful; I must have learned something somewhere. Or the leads were especially good.
