Life, Fiber, Books and All


Anyway, I created this blog as a way to share my feelings, thoughts and experiences, yet remain uninhibited. I wanted to be able to be completely truthful without fear of reprucussion and to be well, me.

Unfortunatly things have changed, and someone whom I don’t want reading my most personal thoughts and feelings can read this. He has been told about it by someone. So some of the posts have been hidden, and the rest can go into the tomb of dead blogs.

I have decided to end “Life, Fiber, Books and All”.

I somehow doubt I’ll start another blog. Probubly jsut vent inside myself. Rather dangerous I know, but safer then hvaing something come back and bite me in the ass. Unless of course my headaches get worse.

Ah well.

You know who you are, and I would apprecete knowing what freind told you about this blog. But of course don’t expect an answer.

Have a good life everyone, be well and safe and have fun!!!




Now, in general the computer is a pretty good creature, it does what I want. Plays games with me, helps me to study and finish projects faster and communicate without using a phone. (I asmit it, I really don’t like phones, you could even say I fear phones). But why does it randomly have to log me out of EVERYTHING.

 And I mean everthing. The random site I actually have a username for, but rarly actually use, so I just stay perminently logged on. The sites that  I visit so often that it would just be a waste it log on every time.

Oh, and the rather more official sites that offer a service or something.

And of course I never actually rememeber the username or password. Sometimes its not even my official account.

Take Netfliks for example. Its my Dad’s account, he pays the money and its his name. But he and my mum never actually bother to do anything with it, they just tell me what thjey want, when they want it, and recomend good movies or shows. I put those on and put on movies, shows, documentaries and other things. Basically I get my need for new dvd’s and interesting different things filled without paying loads to the local(ish) movie rental place. And I can choose from loads of different movies, shows and things which would never be avalible from a local chain movie store.

Anyway, everything is in my Dad’s name, and the credit card is his. So I either have to make an educated guess, shift through loads of random papers looking for the random slip of paper which has the info written on it (my Mum claims to keep a folder with the info for all of our random sites and passwords, but if you ask where it is ot for it you don’t actually get anything). Now, eprhaps it is out there somewhere, actually I know it is as I wrote the info down. But their is absolutly no way I’ll find it. I could also bug my Dad to try and help figure it out, and after we end up yelling at each other several times, and he ignores me when I say I’ve tried everything (so he retries it because of course I didn’t actually try anything) he’ll try and remember which credit card the service is on. And then we’ll ahev to email them to get the password, and the return email will inevitably go to an old email account which was closed, which we updated them on. And blah, blah, blah.

This is an occurance which happens about every 6 weeks – 3 months for my normal accounts. And probubly monthly for the accounts I use regularly. For netfliks and any other service sites we use its about yearly. And I can kind of understand that. Once a year they could do something, but thats not it.

Look at the Barns and Nobles web site, which I haven’t used for probubly 3 years now, it still has all of the info remembered.

And the other things, I ALWAYS click “rememebr my info” or “keep me logged in”. So why do they kick me off. Its really a pain in the ass to relog into everything. And I inevitably forget a few sites, which are usually the ones I need really quickly.

So now I have to go dig through loads of junk, old papers, dig out a few boxes for games I play, but that have newer versions that I use rather then the origional cd.

And the other things, why do sites always have to do service junk late at night? Those are the times I can actually and do actually use the computer. Do it during the day when most people are working and thus cannot access the sites. (Or just do it at a time more convenient to me. After all, the world does revolve around me!)

 And why the heck does the internet always get slower around 10pm-1am. Does soemthing special happen? Or is it just to annoy me? Because it does a really good job. I inevtiably get kicked out of a few sites, get an error message or two and want to throw something at this dumb computer.

 So, all of the sites I actually want or need to visit. The ones I like have logged me off, and I cannot remember the names or passwords. And inevitably I’ll have to fix the problem now, otherwise I’ll wonder too much and not sleep.

So I suppose I have better stop whinning an dget to it.

But really, I click “don’t log me off” so they log me off?

Yah right!

Meds help, I know that for a fact, but they can also hurt you. And the dumb TV add with that line, well I’ve either taken those drugs, or am currently on them.

Depression does hurt, physically, mentally and emotionally! There are different stages and levels of depression. Its a wide spread condition that EVERYONE suffers from, to some extent.

Therapy can help people to deal with there depression, or face whaetevr is depressing them so that it no longer depresses them. Or therapy can help a person in general with themselves and depression or other conditions.

Drugs can help, in different ways. But they can also make things worse. I know. Some of those damn drugs put me into a basically emotional and psychological coma. Not nice at all!

The FDA tests drugs, or hires people to test them. But the people in the FDA are basically controlled by the drug companies. The start by working in a drug companey and because of that experieince they are ideal to be hired by the FDA, or the other way around. But however yopu slice it they are controlled by the drug companies. And even though there are warnings cited in commercials, ad’s and by the doc’s you need to be careful. Some doc’s are out there for thmselves, or for the money or even the drug companey. They aren’t with you 24/7, and they cannot read your mind. We all hold things back, things we don’t tell the doc’s or other people. So be careful.

Drugs can be very good. I know, the ones I’m on help keep me functioning. They don’t stop me from feeling depressed, and even from having major depressed epsiodes. But they help me deal with the depression and anxiety. They also slow down the progression of the depression and anxiety. Not stop it, but slow it down so that I notice it and can start to combat it. Unfortunatly soemtimes depression just happens. Like now.

I didn’t notice I was becoming depression until I suddenly realized that things aren’t really making me happy, I’m not really enjoying things. I need to snuggle cats and have people tell me they like me to feel better. I’m always tired and usually hungry. But I don’t have enough energy to actually make anything. So ice cream, chocolate truffles I made a while ago, frozen food, bagel’s, toast and cereal are basically stables of my diet. Not very healthy, but reality.

Anyway, mini rant over!

I interveiwed for my first job. Or rather I interveiwed for my first job in a chain store or retail store. At Target which opens on March 8-9th this year. So, that was Friday and I can expect to hear back from them if they hired me on Monday or Tuesday.

I was excited, it would be a job, a way to make money. Hopefully gain experience and have SOMETHING to put onto an application. I’m 21 for goodness sakes, people don’t like that I’ve never worked. Most people look down on me as lazy, stupid or spoiled. Wehn I’m none of the above, they don’t know anything about me. But they all judge me.

I live in the country! There are no stores in walking distance. And when I was younger I couldn’t drive. When I was old enough to do drivers ed I was busy doing dance and art lessons, and doing school. Then I got sick and dropped out of school because that school…… Moving on. I’ve only had a liscense for a year, I still battle my illness (which is mostly severe depression manifested in physical ways, or at least thats what I beleive the good therapist beleives) AND go to school full time. And work at my school work, I do not want to just glide by, I want to do very well or excelle at what I learn and do!

I just don’t undertsand why people beleive that they have the right to judge me when they know nothing about me, my history or anything!

Anyway, I have finished knitting a berat (hat) for my Mum, which she never thanked me for. Only complained and nit picked about. When I ge tthe guts to call her on it she claims that she doesn’t do that, and that she hurts alot and I need to do everything she wants. (She was in a small car accident) Yes, in different words. But those are the basical and persistant ideas.

Now “A Loose Knit Group” is doing socks for the month of March. Which is new, excit8ng and daunting. But I had never knit a hat or a pair of gloves (fingerless) before. So I’m sure I can do it. I just need to get enough time. A good and simple pattern. And of course find good yarn- preferably homespun.

The two projects on the needles are bags. One is going to be a felted bag. I just want to knit some pockets and sew them on before the bag is felted, and knit the handles for the felting.

The other bag is completely my own pattern. Not felted and ratehr a mish-mash. And s far I’ve probubly spent around 65-75 US dollars on it. Which is alot of money, and soemthing I never meant to do.

So I got out of a class early and had about 4 hours to kill, so I went to Barns and Nobles to find a good knit pattern in a book to buy, then I’d go next door to Micheals and buy some yarn and a pair of needles.

Of course I didn’t get any book as I couldn’t find any patterns I liked. And I didn’t look at the books I knew my Mum had. So I just decided to make up the pattern as I went along.

You know, buy some yarn and knit it like it wants to be knitted.

Of course I had gotten the idea that I wanted trim from on of the patterns in one of the many books. So I went and found cool trims, choose one and decided to go off that.

Its all blue, with a light blue ribbon as a base and lots of round colorful blue sequins handing off it. So I choose 4 different yarns that matched colors in the trim. A pair of needles along with a cable needle (I knew I would knit the bottom band first, and I wanted to have a cable on the bottom) and several strands of beads that also went with the trim.

I also applied through a computer system at Target during that time. And still had over an hour to kill before class started. But enough time to start the base band.

I btought everything with me to the class room (its empty the hour before my class and I’d rather sit in a heated builing then in a cold car), layed it out on the artists bench I was siting on and sketched what I wanted to bag to look like. And if I had a scanner I would scan in the color sketch I did at home. But alas, no scanner!

On alother note, I left early for class on Wensday, it was snowing and we had had a late start. However I misread the clock so I was an 2 hours early. So I went back to Barns and Nobles and did what I wish I had done to start with. Just bought a book. Much less expensive then purchasing loads of stuff.

I got Intertwines by Lexi Boeger. Which was really good. Although I think I would have enjoyed Pluckyfluff Handspun Revolution more. Howeever Barnes and Nobles had three spinning books, counting Intertwined. One was Teach Yourself Visually to Handspin, which I had alreayd purchased from them, and a book about high whorl drop spindle spinning.

I guess what I really want are books which will show and each me different ways  to spin and give me some history and tips and tricks. I’m not a huge fan of books with patterns, as I rarely follow patterns. And even when I do follow patterns I don’t, I change them. I prefer to make soemthing up as I go along. Have a basic idea in mind, know what I wanr to happen. But not follow any set rules or guidelines.

Anyway, the book is very good. I love how she does her patterns. Basicallt a sketch and then by feel and by yarn.

The techniques were interesting, but I’d already read about them elsewhere on the internet. Not that its not nice to be able to quickly find them instead of rememebr them. And have better pics. I just would have liked soemthing different.

However what I really loved, and what made the book worth getting (at least to me) was the “Nozzlers” Page 52. Chapter 3. Free the Pattern!: The Yarn made me do it. And I have been so itching to make a nozzler.

Now, you have to understand that up until this point I’ve thought them to be ugly, stupid and expenisive. However the story to go with them, or the explination is highly enteraining, well written, and defintily has me hooked. Tehy seem so fun, creative and different.

And yes, I would tell you wouldn’t buy the book. And frankly I’m not in the mood to synthesize a wonderful indea into a few terse sentences.

I wish I was at the wheel doing this right now! But I don’t really have time! Time, soemthing I lack so much of. Anyway, on the wheel is some green wool I purchased from Spa, knit and spin weekened in Freeport. Its alright. A wondeful green and has plenty ofbody. However I prefer softer longer fibers. So why did I get the fiber. It was the correct price, $2 an ounce. And I had $18 left. I do have to admite that I got 4oz f this fiber, and there really waas alot of it. I never cease to be amazed how much fiber 1 oz can be.

It was great seeing all kinds of fiber people. But I do have to say, every single stand I went into did one of two things. (or the owners of the stand). They ignored me since I am abviously a college kid, I’m not there with a parent so I obviously don’t have any money to buy fiber, or any real interest in fiber. Do you haev any idea hot hard it is to get someones attention when they are deliberatly ignoring you. Even when you are the only person in the stand and they are looking right at you! Incredibly hard!

And if they weren’t doing that they were following me around very closly (I stepped on one person, although I don;t know if I did it on purpose or not), constantly talk down to me (yes down), repeat themsles repeatedly and treat me as if I am going to shop lift that pound of fiber infront of the cash register.

Needless to say it wasn;’t a very pleaset expierience. Althought  I will say that Spunky Eclectic (Amy) was the excetion. She smiles and said “Hi” when I walked past, she was very nice. And I would have loved to have explroed her stand and purchased fiber. But I know I can go down to her store anytime (driving distance baby!). I really go to the fiber fairs to find new things, good prices (fiber can be damn expensive!), and all that jazz. I know one time I found the Jacquace acid dyes that I use and love. This time I got almost a pound of nice (clean, shiny and untangled and un greasy) mohair locks. Which I cannot wait to spin into a Nozzler! (Although when I purchased them I hadn’t even gotten the book yet, and not all will go into the Nozzler!)

I have finally made an appointment for a hair cut on Tuesday. Its been almsot a year since my last one. And, much to my Mum’s horror (No I’m not telling her before hand!) I think I’m going to get them to dye a few of my curls green! Think deep emerald green.

This is what my hair looked like after my hair cut. All light blond and curly! (this is taken from the udnerside of my hair out!


And this is the last fiber I spun before I started onteh green. It was comercially dyed merino roving which I 2x blended into batts. Then tore off stips and rolled into rologs. And I spun it woollen (I think. Or basically by pulling back with the rolog so losts of air was trapped and no shin) I plied to two singles. (which I had meant to spin from dark to light, but messed up and spun medium, light and then dark). Its came out alright and is dry and sitting on the rack waiting to be reskeined.

comercial-merino-blended.jpg Or you could say meant to spin from redish to blueish.

Anyway. I have finished reading chapter 4 of Legal research and materials. I have several online things I need to do with it, and I hope to actually finish the asignment and test before the due date of this Saterday instead of Saterday night at 11pm.

 Ah well. A batehr and blast of everything and nothing!

Just remember, depression hurts, and you can’t stop that. But you can make it hurt less, or even go away. It just takes alot of work!

Luck and love!


So, the new semester hass started, I’ve actually had classes. Which was and is very exciting. I think I like my online classes. Definitly the library science class. Its very interesting so far, and i get to interveiw one of my favorite people. Of course I only know them through their blog. But they defintily amuse me, life me up and all that jazz! So, I will be interviewing The Happy Villian ( It should ber interesting. Or at least I hope it will be.

I can say absolutly that I SUCK at contour line drawings. I did when I was 7 years old, when I was 13 years old and I still do now that I’m 21 years old. I don’t know what I thought would have changed that. I mean I have taken private art classes from the same marvolous person (Pat B) since I was 7, and I have produced some very nice drawings and wonderful paintings. But really, that is absolotuly no reason to think I might be good at soemthing I’ve always sucked at. And of course the professor insists that contour line drawings are the most important thing to be able to do as an artist so well be spending the first few weeks on them. This is going on week 4 now. And there is no end in sight!

On the unther hand I am really enjoying the 2-d design class. Its interesting. And I’ve always liked the idea just lines and shapes can convey things. We rarly think about it that much. We do think of pictures as peaceful, energetic, chaotic and what not. But its interesting to learn why and how and all.

Onto suicide, my car is attempting to commit it. Isabella went into the shop for an oil change and an inspection so I can register or reregister her. $1000 later she’s home. However now she has a bit of a tilt or slight curve to the right. Which isn’t very nice at all!

 I dropped my College Algebra class. I just didn’t have enough time between two art classes (at least 3 hours of homework each) and 2 online classes. However I have kept the book so Dad and I can work on it, and I can take the class this summer. I was sad to drop it, its my first dropped class. And I am no longer a full time student as I need 12 credit hours and I’m only getting 11. One of the online classes in only a two credit class.

 On the spinning front, I have actually been doing it. I finished spinning up this batt:


It was purchased from The Enchated Knoll ( at the Common Ground Fair. I really enjoyed spinning it. It was soft and lushious and it didn’t matter that it was a grey because it was so soft and lushious and pretty! However I do have to take issue with the amount of neps and noils in the batt. One whole end was unusable unless I wanted a textured yarn. I wanted a smooth soft yarn.

I purchased two batts and spun 1 batt per bobbin. And of coruse lost the end of one yarn in the bobbin, cut the yarn and lost about half of what I spun. So then I spun up the rest of the batt extra thin (think serious lace thread). And of course ended up having more of that extra fine so I ended up having to andean ply the end of that. Anway, its lovely and very “energized” but will be heavenly once finished.

I took pics of all my batts and roving and everything. And I uploaded everything I could for January onto Flickr. I am very happy that I remembered to upload all 100mgbits r whatever they are. However all I did get up was some spun yarn and bought roving. Which ins’t bad at all. Now I just need to label it all and upload to ravelry, which will be fun but long.

So fiber. I really want to spin a funky and fun yarn for #5 Yarn challenge. You can check out PluckyFluff’s blog (  the Yarn Museum ( I absolotuly love Holly EQQ’s fibers. And I’ve been through alot of aweful things with docs. Thankfully my parents have always been there and when things started I was still a minor and still in high school, so finances with health have never bothered me. I don’t want to……….. Anyway. “Circle the Wagon” reminds me of the Laura Ingles Wilder books my Dad read to me when I was little. Or those book when indians raid the wagon train and steal the girl with blond hair and raise her as their own. But she escapes or something or other. I can see lots of fades cotton prints and ginham, blue skys and clouds, murky rivers, tin cups and plates, rifles, camp fires and the brown Constantine (?) wagons with the white canvas cover, plus the dusty trails and wide sweaping grass lands.

I’d really love to do a coil yarn, sort of the “gathering round” bit. I think it would be cool to do flames and fire, sort of the campfire with the coiling. But it might be a bit dull. Anyway, I did upload a bunch of possible batts to the photo thing. But its 1:50 am and I’ll get back to that.

Addictions- well I’ve been accused of them. Not like heroin or something like that. No. Not even an intentional addiction. However doc’s did try and blame my health problems on the drugs that THEY prescribed me to help cure or stop the problem. So then they would slowly ween me off the drg so I didn’t have any bad side affects. Of course it turned out the drugs they didn’t like me on helped, and the ones they insisted were perfect and whatever actually hurt me. But whatever. Doc’s can be such asses! Don’t get me wrong I’ve had a few good ones. But for the most part I can unaquivically say they are selfrightious prigs that don’t know anything and don’t listen to the people they are supposed to be helping. Not that I have an opinion or anything! 😉

Onto addictiosn and games. I happen to be both. Now you already know I play EL. And its fun and I love the people,a nd I haven’t had time to play lately. However I did find “Flight of the Hampsters” ( from The Yarn Harlots blog ( Bad! Not only have I played this by myself (and just got my hightest score yet or 719ft total and 238ft for a single) but with my Dad and my MUM. Yes! With Mum! Which is absolotuly fabulous as she ins’t much of a game person. And additionally I’ve even turned the sound on, it really makes the game more fun.

 So, my warning. It seems like a dumb game, it is. But its also alot of fun once you get the hang of it. Take turns with the family and see who can get the highest score. My tips:

1) Click to hit the hamster with the pillow on his way down.

2) There is more “stuff” in the air closer to the ground. I tend to stay about where the yellow and orange meet in the sky.

3) If the hampster is headed straigh down pray you hit a ball or a spring. Otherwise its the end of the run. He will hit the ground, you cannot pull him out of his dive.

4) The pink balls will bounce, but not very high. The yellow balls bounce much higher.

5) The “Glide meter” is on the top right corner. If full you have that much glide power. It will empty as you hold the mouse key down. It will refill as you just glide or whatever.

6) If you hit a rocket it speads you forward. The spin things either lift you up slightly or send you high into the sky.

7) The skate boards don’t do much. However if you have hit one on the run and then hit the ground (not straight down, more at a skid) and bounce he should pull it out and you will slide a few more feet.

8) Again, its not about gaining hight, more about moving forward. Hit as much “stuff” as you can. Preferably the balls and the rockets.

The other games that have kept me up until 2:04am now? “Bloons Tower Defense 2” ( This was loads of fun and I played it for an hour or two tonight with Dad. Neither of us meant to play it. I just wanted to see what it was, and he stopped to see what I was doing.

So, my tips for this game?:

1) Use the Dart Monkey and first to piercing dart and second long range.

2) If you have to use the “spikes” or “monkey glue” then you need to put up more towers.

3) Towers are your friend. They are a long term investamnt. They suck up alot of money to start. But they pay you back loads.

4) Spikes seem like a really good idea, they’re so much cheaper. But they eat up your money before you know soemthing hit you!

5) This is a game of stratagey. Do not be afraid to start over having learned from your mistakes.

6) Put the towers in the corners. And save up for the Cannon towers. They’ll come in handy around the 25th level.

Okay, very strange, ALL of the dogs and animals outside are howling all of a sudden. Its 2:ll am.

I have to go check out whats happening. Night all,

Here’s a pick of Hazel sweet:


{January 12, 2008}   Three weeks is a long time!

So, I’ve pretty much dropped off the face of the earth. And whats have I been doing with the lovely three weeks of vacation between semesters?

 Well, playing with this lovely lad I rented from Spunky Eclectic:

drum carder

You can see that he’s been playing with fiber already. His licker has blue fluff on it, but thats okay.

So basically, w

hat I’ve been doing. Sleeping, playing with him (no I didn’t name him, but I did think about it) and watching TV and DVD’s. Very fun and productive from a fibery point of veiw. Otherwise I ignored reality and everything else, plus all the funb stuff. I never played EL, I did pop on occasionally to wish people a happy new year and tell people I was still alive. I popped onto hotmail IM a few times to do the same thing. I fought off at least two threatening fits of depression, very bad ones!

 The post trying to talk to Dark is an unsecsesful attempt to stave off the start of one of thsoe depressions.

 Anyway, I keep dreaming about getting into car accidents which is really distrubing and I thankfuylly took my Mum’s offer to drive me into an art class today. So I did not drive, I did not get into an accident but I did rather colorfully (in my mind, Mum hates cursing!) curse the gods and goddesses of weather and particulraly rain.


Anyway, some nice things. What you atcually want to hear or see. What I did with the drum carder, basically go through most of my fiber, dyed and otherwise, dyed up a bunch of stuff. And spent over $100 on plain white fibers to restock my stash. But thsoe are all waiting to be dyed up. I do wish that I had dyed more of the fiber first. And that I had done a few plain luxury batts- IE read white merino, white angora, white soy silk, or merino and soy silk, or merino and mohair even. Basically stuff I didn’t do. And the toy goes home tomarrow. Whic hwill be a nice trip. And hopefully I can get a little more fiber, because of course we all know you can never have too much fiber. 😉

Hopefully I can build or rig up a light box and photo all of the batts I blended up, and maybe the rest of mys stash. Then log it onto Ravelry. Speaking of Ravelry, that is where the rest of my time has gone.

 Anyway, fiberyness: picture-383.jpg

There is the merino from a batt of primerose (no, I don’t rememebr the brand name) that was commercially dyed. I hated the color, so obviously that meant I had to do soemthing with the fiber. I blended it with angelica in silver and purple. Icicle in white. Hand dyed adult hoair locks I purchased at the Fiber Frolic in Maine, they’re in purple, moss green, navy blue and azure blue. Also soy silk dyed a pink, a purple and a blue respectively. I beleive that their is some white angora as well.

picture-409.jpg This of course is a very bad pick of the batt after I pulled it off the drum. I’m thinking I will spin it for a ravelry spin along on one of the groups- as a snowed in color theme. And I beleive it had angora in it, so that ifts with the bunny theme as well.


And above is very carefully weighted out and divided (although I didn’t actually record the weights and precentages.) superwashed merino dyed to be a pink and white strippy roving. Merino dyed to have shades of pink, but generally a solid, and the bamboo roving from Holly EQQ, dyed and named Poppy Flower. In addition I threw in white icicle and plenty of white angora.

And here is the ball on the drum: picture-423.jpg

And of course the batt off the drum (I beleive I got three batts): picture-428.jpg

And please note that all of these pics were taken at night, with the flash and under bad lighting.

And here is Hazel snoozing on a bag full of wool and knitting. The project inside the bag is going to eventually be a felted bag. And Hazel just loved it! Not only does it smell good when she drags the yarn out of the bag, but the whole project is very soft and comfy!


And on the other front I joined a knitting group, called the Loose Knit Group:

Which is fun and different. From wha tI gather its mroe about getting ahead of the holiday knitting for next year. But for me its just about trying something new. For January it is knitting a pair of gloves or mittens. Now I’ve never knit mittens let alone gloves, or anything but barbie cloths, and very bad hats in the round. So I knew I needed to do something simple, easy and probubly fingerless. I asked Mum several times, okay twice, for a good pattern or two. But ended up finding one online, printing it and starting from there.

 So, the pattern is potluck wool finegrelss glvoes, or soemthing liek that. Knit on size 5 needles (called for 7) with my homespun. Rememebr this:Caravan navajo plied but not set

“Gyosy Caravan”, well it turned into these: fingerless gloves in gypsy caravan

They were a really fast knit, just a few hours, or rather a few TV shows. And it was very cool to knit with some homespun. But because the needles were smaller (gauge was different) the regualr part of the gloves fit everyone but me (small hands) and the thumbs (which I cast of tightly on purpose) fit no one but me. So I defcided I didn’t live the gloves, tore one apart, or frogged it. Which is really hard after hiding the ends and everything. And decided to reknit them, changing or writting the pattern as I went along. I’m interesting how they will turn out, but have hardly done more then the cuff of the first glove. And the second hasn’t even been ripped out. I’m actually thinking of just reknitting it as it was, lengthening the glove part a bit and casting off the thumb loosly. Which really wouldn’t require nearly as much work. But then again, who knows!

School starts this next week. I have two art class on Tuesday and Thursday, a math class on wensday and two online classes. I am ratehr pissed off that the obline class needs to be through the schools email, as theirs is very bad! You can only see five messages, and even when you delete them you cannot see any new messages. So I’ll curse at it a bit more and then throw my Dad at it. Hopefully he can figure something out. However I must say I literally spent 3 hours this afternoon trying to get it to work, in ANY form!


A well, somehow to blog is messed up and posting like this, in the middle. I cannot seem to fix it, and its 12:48 am. So I will leave ytou with a nice and cute pic of Bruiser the cat. She’s curled herself int oa very tiny shelf on a black laminated catty thing I have for my school books. At the moment its full of the fiber books and Spin Off magazines I have as I didn’t feel like looking at abny school books from my poast semester.


Oh, and I got A’s in all of my classes but Communication in Groups and Organizations. Which really pisses me off. I know I got a B in that class, and thats not a bad grade. But I honestly desereved a better grade, she was a very bad teacher. I didn’t learn anything, it was a waste of my time. And I really wish I had actually signed to comment so it would have gone into her perminant record, unsigned ones don’t. I know it sounds childish and liek I’m sulking or putting the blame on her instead of taking it for myself. But I’ve thought about this alot, veyr clamly and rationally. Those are the conclusions I’ve come to, plus several others. And I am not the only person who felt like this, every, I mean EVERYONE who has taken her classes and I’ve talked to them has felt this way. And no, I did not influence their statements and they were the ones who brought the subject up.


Anyway, Bruiser and good night!


{December 27, 2007}   I’m sorry Dark

Dark, if by some strange mircal you read this I’m sorry.

Please reinstall IM so we can chat. And I promise to be better or simply tell you I cannot chat at the moment.

I hope things are better for you!


{December 11, 2007}   Ravlery and a Dæmon

So, saw this “test” on “If I Ran The Universe” a wonderful blog I love to read.

And of course since I love The Golden Compass, all those books and the author and all of his other books I’ve read.

Well it is a Lion, but I can’t get the codes to work, so teh heck with it.

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On the other note I was invited onto Ravlery, and my name is Guinevereanne

Looking forward to seeing “ya’ll” on there!

So, change me if you must. Or keep me as I am. If you even look. 😉

{November 8, 2007}   The Week of Pure Rot!

This week has been one ofthe worst I’ve had in a very long time!

On Monday I left for school about 1 and a 1/2 hours earlyer than I normally would so I could go in and sign up for classes.

 The important bit to know:


The buricrats first told me I didn’t need an appointment to sign up for classes, I could just walk in anytime the first week of sign up. Than they told me only Freshman could be registered by the Registration Office. Okay, so I’m not exactly a freshman. But I figure since its my first year there…. And than they tell m, after I’ve been sitting for an hour, that I cannotsign up there. They only sign up first semester students. Now, they never told me this before, I never received a slip of paper or speach spelling this out. So I’m understandubly annoyed. When I meantion I don’t have an advisor even though I checked the box that said please give me one they become annoyed and slightly defensive. As if thats their problem. So I’m sent on a bit of a wild goose chase before I find the place where people actually can sign up for classes.

After a 10 or so minute wait I get someone. Who cannot assign me to an advisor, has no advice to offer as to good/bad or stupid class. Or good/bad teachers. So I have to sign up blind. Not only that, most of the classes I would liek to take are offered rotationally. Meaning the first class in teh fall, second class in teh spring. So I cannot sign up for ASL (american sign language), physics, or any of the architecture class. And, I cannot sign up fr any ofthe arcitecture classes anyway because those are closed to all but architecture degree studetns, and they all have to be signed off on by theere advisors. So, this is noit a great day.

However I do manage to sign up for, Drawing I, 2-D design, and World History II (I’m hoping that I can keep up with them!), as well as two online courses. A Library sceince class and Legal research and materials class. 14 credits in all. (the library one is 2 credits)

So, when that was done I went and hung out at the Criminal Justic room until class. Which was long, dull and stupid. Ending with an announcemnt that we’d have another test the next week. This makes life so much mores stressfull than it ought to be!

I lamost failed, or got a d or c or soemthing on my last test. It was aweful. And now, I’m not making excuses, I’m agreeding with and pretty much quopting the professor when he said “I’m a  lousy teacher and I can’t write tests.” The last test was aweful. He tested on the little tiny things I didn’t even remember from the book. I read each chapter at least 10 times, and I normally pretty much memorize what I read.  So thats bad if I do bad.

On top of that stress in communications we’re assigned into groups by the teacher. We need to come up wit h a topic and present that to the class, along with sub topics we’ll write papers individually on. The main subject is soemthing about communication.

I took the lead and  got everyones info, emailed tah tadn the basic ideas we’d had in class to everyone. I asked my Dad for ideas, and also some more of my own. Now, my Dad is ratehr brilliant. So when his and my favorite idea was “communication and casual conversation” it’s go to be a good idea. The group later agreed that we’d do it (and no, I didn’t push. I just sat back and let everyone else decide), and than we divied up the sub topics I’d come up with.

Half of the group went to the computer to look up books, the rest of us were still brainstorming at the table. The professor came over and asked what our topic was, I explained it and she immedeatly said what a rotten idea. How crappy it was, how we wouldn’t get anything from it and it wouldn’t work and we shouldn’t do it.

She immedeatly went to the other half of the group, asked the same questio nand got the sme answer. She went on and on about what a great idea it was, how perfect, brilliant and everything else. I felt aweful, I feel aweful! I want to curl up into a corner and cry. What the f*ck! This is my idea, literally the whole thing is my idea. And to my face I’m told aweful crap, and than to others its called brillant. Now, before I didn’t care about getting credit for it being my idea. But now I really want credit. I want to march up to her and tell her what a jerk she was. And how  the whole idea was mine, every bit. No one else in the group had contributed yet. How much she hurt my feelings and how aweful of her it was to do that!

 So, basically I have been in an aweful mood since Monday. And it got worse today!

I was playing El, and ahd finished everything I needed to do for tomarrow, so I was actually playing it. Not just sitting there harvesting and looking up occasinally to keep the game from falling asleep.

Until now I have been in the guild BoC (blue oyster cult guild). But on particular new member was driving me nuts. Always whinning and begging for free stuff. And how no one liekd him, and about how no one would sell him anything. So I Snapped. I admit it I was rude. I immedeatly apolized. The direct quote:

[20:35:14] #GM from guinevereanne: poor baby. Just make sure you keep whinning about it
[20:35:36] #GM from guinevereanne: I’m sorry. That was uncalled for.
[20:35:42] #GM from syni: your a bitch.
[20:35:49] #GM from syni: opps that was uncalled for.

Very soon after I asked Trogov the GM (guild master) to kick me. Now, I could ahve kicked Syni for foul language. Howver I didn’t feel comfortable kicking someone because I had been called a bitch. It would have flet too much like self retaliation.

Of course I lied at first when asked why I was leaving. I said because Syni among others had made the guild no fun. And that I had been rude before (no lie yet.) And if I stayed I would be rude again.

[20:43:09] [PM to trogov: because Syni, among others, but mainly him are making EL unenjoyable. And if I stay in BoC with him I will start being nasty and saying things that I ]
[20:43:14] [PM to trogov: mean but shouldn’t say]

But the real reason I left was because I cannot stand being called a bitch. Or anythign nasty. I know that its part of life, but I cannot stand it. I grew up ina  house where people do not swear. The foul works I know I learned at school. And I figure, I’m playing this game for fun, but mostly to chat adn talk and have fun with friends. I do not need to put up with personal abuse!

I have too much stress at the moment, and I just cannot stand being called a bitch! I did relent and tell the real reason. But I don’t think Trogov understands or cares.

SO i really don’t know what will happen. Ireally liek playing EL, but only because I can chat and have fun with friends. This last bit playing the game hasn’t been any fun!

I realized I miss alot with the guild. I cannot chat or talk with friends. I’m very isolated by myself.

If I could do it over again I would tell syni he was being kicked because he was always begging (against the rules of the guild) and he had sworn (against the rules again). I honestly never realized how much I meant to the people in the guild. Almsot all of them asked me why I had left. And they all seemed to want to kick syni and keep me. Which felt good and bed. I was causing problems. But I had left so I wouldn’t cause problems. So this seems ot defeat the purpose.

Also, I didn’t kick syni because I felt uncomfortable doing that. I just don’t, or ratehr didn’t undertsand what a high knight (rank 19, the rank below the gm) was supposed to do. I don’t want to take liberties that I shouldn’t.

Of course, now all I really want to do is curl up in a corner and cry. Which I have been putting off. I know it won’t really help me. But I’m very, very stressed at the moment, and heading towards very depressed.

So thank you all for listening. I hope you’re not compeltly bewilldered by my self pity. And I hope you havn’t throw something nasty at the screen.

No spinning as I have been pretty much too busy. I did spin up some shetland yesterday that I dyed orange and blue with plenty of white. However no pics have made there way to the computer yet.

Night all,


{November 6, 2007}   29 Wraps Per Inch

So, I’m loath to admit it. But I totally bombed my Biology Lab test. I did royally aweful. A 70 something grade! A happy guin this does not make. So, I’m really hoping  do laods better on my second test, and on the group project, and on the lab repor.

 Anyway, last Thursday we had another Biology test, this time in lecture. I’m fairly confident about this one. I really knew everything but the different transport methods. Those, I kind of knew, but not perfectly. And I think the whole class is a bit stressed because we came prepared to write an essay on the Chlorophil, the Mitocondria, or the Nucleus. I cam prepared to write about either the mitocondira or the nucleus. And the quesion wasn’t even on the test. So I hope our professor is fair about that, but who really knows.

So, anyway, some pretty pics from the Common Ground Fair and whatnot:

Spinning Wheel, Sirius

First of my 21st birthday gift. A Fricke Double Treadle. He has been names, and yes it is a he, Sirius. (pronounces Sirus) And yes, it is the name of one of my favorite charactures ever, as well as in Harry Potter (I cried so much when he died), as well as the Dog Star. And no, I do not pronounce the name correctly. But its my Wheel so  I can name him what I want!

Wlaking on the Sun BFL roving

“Walking on teh Sun” BFL which came with the wheel. From Spunky Eclectic.

Walking on the sun Plied

I split the roving dow nthe middle, spun each half on a bobbin and than plied them. I simply love the resulting skein. And Mum appaears to ahev alreayd layed all current and future claims on it.

Brown wool roving

The last bit of the brown roving I purchased at the Common Ground Fair, no I don’t know what type, or where it came from.

Silk Roving

An ounce of Silk I got 2 years ago at the Fiber Frolic.

Silk roving drafted

And the silk Pre-drafted.

Bobbins of silk and wool

The Singles Awaiting plying. Aren’t they lovely?

Skeined and unset

Plied up and unset. Aren’t they lovely? There’s alot of glare in teh photo, but they’re relly nice together. However the wool did not liek to ply up, it kept trying to break off from the silk. I was hoping to kind of have the brow wool get cutinto by the red silk, but it didn’t happen.

Silk and silk wool ply

And after haveing the twist set, and reskeined. Aren’t they lovely? There so pretty, it reminds me of fall leaves and the trees. There was extra silk so I navajo plied it. It hardly became any thicker, but itss ever so lushious!

Blue pencil roving

I got this blue pencil roving at the same place I got the above brown.

dyed pencil roving

Mum also got two packages of white pencil roving from the sme place. I, of course, had to dye it. However after two dyebaths I’ve pretty mush given up. the bottom and middle are very white, and the top and sides are purple and pink.

Wools roving

I also got these with the brown roving. I think I’ve tear them into chucks, weigh them into two halves, spin and than ply them. Randomly grabbing into the bags for chunks of roving.

Bamboo and Merino blend

Mum got me this, 50/50 merino/bamboo, at some spinning weekened.

50/50 silk/ merino roving

As well as this 50/50 merino/silk blend. Isn’t it dreamy! I forsee lace weight in this future.


Other rovings

The above two are roving’s from the Common Ground Fair, again I don’t remember where. However they were also at the Fiber Frolic and I purchased some dreamy roving and dyed it with kool-aid. It was raelly the first fiber I really spun on my Babe wheel, and the fiber that really got me spinning. So I’m hopeing I got some more of it. However I really have no idea. Nothing was labled, with price or fiber content either time. Which is really very disapointing.  I even asked what fiber different rovings had and the lady couldn’t tell me. 😦

Orange and Blue rovings

This was also from the Common Ground Fair. Again, mystery roving. It stated wool, which is very generic. And the colors, I really just want to spin something orange and blue. Complimentary colors and all. Again, mystery stand.

Pygora goat and finn

I beleive that this is a pygora goat and fin 50/50 blend. However I may be wrong. It is dreamy!

Pygora goat white roving

This is the same stand, and about 1 ounce of 100% pygora goat roving. Tyler Farm. Dreamy to touch!

Dyed Alpaca locks

The white Alpaca locks from teh Fyburge Fair that I washed and dyed. They’re so soft and lovely. Although I don’t think I washed them well. The fiber isn’t as nice as it was before the washing. And the dying defintily didn’t help!

merino silk blend

50/50 merino/silk rope from The Woolen Rabbit. Also from the Fryeburge Fair. I purchased two braids, and wish I had had more money to purchase some of the other colors and blends! I highly recomend taking a peak at there fibers. Think heavenly!

Art yarn balled

I did a presentation in Communication class on Spinning. (she said do something you know…) And I had started out thinking I would show differen’t spinnings and stuff liek that. In the end I really just followed one fleece dwon the line for cleaning and prep. ANd than some basics on spinning, including plying and cabling and all that.  I spun a few samples for the class. And also tried to spin an art yarn to show that ayrn isn’t just yesterdays dull news. So it as freshly washed whtie Alpaca, bits of burgandy mesh, gree firestar, Icicle, purple sari silk and some green and red mohair locks. I dumped everything into a box and sort of teased everything toegther. And than just spun it. I set the twist and ended up balling it (yes, Pluckyfluff I love you’re journal, I love the yarns and the art!). Mum stole to ball before I had a chance to take a pic, so this is a pic of the ball while Mum’s a-knitting.

Knit cool bit

The finished product. However its not actually a scarf of anything, mum cast ona  few too many stitches. But isn’t it really cool looking! I’m calling it Santa’s Scraps. Kind of liek the left over bits after handing out everything else in his bag.


These would be the samples. The single is totally over twisted, but I wanted a single that had more than one color so the strands stood out. (We’d just stopped at Halcyon Yarn and picked up a bag of roving scraps, ayh!). A 2 ply with yellow hand dyed merino and commercially dyed black shetland (I think). And a three ply with the 2 ply left overs and some commercially dyed purple shetland (again, I think).

Plied Boarder dyed Lanchester

The first Spinning From Sirius. Its merino locks from the Irish Ewe. I bought them at the Fryeburge Fair, and than dyed them with Jacquece dyes. One bobbin was spun on the babe, but the rest of the locks were all spun on the Fricke, and than plied. The small skeins are from where the yarn broke as I was skeining. There are lots of lovely curls and bits. I really actually like this yarn!

Dyed and plied romney

Hand dyed and Spun Romeny locks. It as a grey fleece I got at the Fryburge Fair. I washed the fleece, and than dyed some of the locks a purple and bright red. The grey and black bits tooned down the colors (just like I wanted). I ended up hand carding the locks into rologs and spinning them, than plying them. However I wish I had spun a bit more aggressively, as when I was plying the singles occasionally fell apart. However, the yarn seems very lovely so far. Just in wait of a fresh and nice fulling.

Goblins eyes

I got a double helping of Goblins Eyes from Spunky Eclectic. Each or 4 ounces of Romney in Spunkeys October colorway. I braided the fiber (mostly a whim) to store the fiber better. I’m not crazy about the colors. I like the green and purple, but don’t at all like the browns and black. So who knows whne this will get spun. Although I do hope to get it done before Novembers colorway.

Sally and Haezel

And because they’re so cute! Sally (the dog) and Haze (the kitten) curled up toegther. They’re bothing jumping up because I might play, so this is the only pic I got of them snuggling. However its so very sweet! I don’t think I’ve ever seen them curled up together! So, basically, adorable!

Oh, and the 29 wraps per inch, well no pics of that. Its my 2 ply from Aspen. Mum needed a wraps per inch to get the gauge (lace weight apparently) so she can knit Pat a scaft. Its comeing along lvoely, and has some subtle stripping. I simply love it!

 Night all,


{October 26, 2007}   Long Time No Speak

So, its been well over a week since I last blogged. And not much has happened. I’ve tried a wine, very fruity but too biterish for my taste. A Badger Mountain chardiney, except I cannot spell.

 I got a 94 on my Biology test, and an 80 something on my Criminal Justic test. It was rather low, 60-70 soemthing. But when he went through the test afterwords if we asked questions about any of the questions he automatically said it was a bad question and gave us the points for it. So that raised my grade a bit. And now, here is the thing. I have no head for grades. So  I figure if it’s a 90 soemthing its an a-b and god. 80 soemthing is a b-c and not very good. I can live with about 86, but everything under that is automatically aweful. So I freak out rutinely (okay, in high school) and think I’m failing when I actually have a decent grade.

Than I had a biology lab test this last week. And I don’t think I did all that great. It was a very poorly written test. Which should be no surprise as she’s a very poor teacher. However, I was surprised and disapointed. I studied and think I did decently. However I will admit. I doodled a pic of a microscope on the side of the page and labled all the bits. I needed the visual to be able to correctly do the matching on the test.


I did aweful on the bio lab test. I really don’t even want to talk about it, let alone think about it. So I’m not. I am ignoring the first C I’ve gotten on a test ever! I am ignoring the deplorable 76 and focusing on anything else!

Like the fact I have 5 journal article summaries to write, 1 lab report and 1 biology lecture test to study for. This is what my next week looks like. A busy, nasty roller coaster of work.

Anyway, for my 21st birthday we went down the Spunky Eclectic in Lisbon ( and I got a wheel. Now, I hadn’t planned on getting a wheel, I hadn’t thought about getting a wheel. It wasn’t even in my remote dreams. Okay, a a used Ashford Joy double treadle was in my dreams. It was soemthing I was considering and dreaming about. But when I learned that it didn’t have an attachment to spin lace I dumped the ad for a used one and started research.

I ignored the reasearch. I went with what felt good. I spun on ALL of Amy’s double treadle wheels and had a blast. Mum got to drool over yarn, Dad got to ask questions about construction and I got to fall in love with the Fricke double treadle folding wheel and the Bayne’s (or whatever) castle wheel.

I ended up getting the double treadle Fricke (not folding) with an extra bobbin. However the wheel I tried had a woolie winder and I’ve come to realize thats another reason I loved it. So money is being saved and Christmas has been planned. (If I save the money before than I’m hoping I’ll get the woolie winder and they’ll get me a drum carder. hand carding gets old fast). I love my wheel, he’s so nice! And yes, he is a he. I’ve named him Sirius, yes like the dog star and like the characture in J.K.Rowlings Harry Potter. I’ll admit it, I loved that guy! I cried and cried when he died, and got depressed and well…. Moving on.

I also got two packages of white pencil roving mum bought at the Common Ground Fair. Which I have since dyed with pink and purple. I ordered and received several back issues of Spin Off. I also ordered a bunch (severl if mum reads this. Alot if anyone else reads this) of Jacques acid dyes.

I also dyed up some of the border lanchester I washed and mum bought. (IE, locks that are ratehr dirty and still somwhat nasty). I assume you know what a color wheel looks like. Well think of that basic idea and a pot of wool locks. so a circle of yellow, orange, red, pink, purple, blue, green and than back to the yellow. They blended nicely togetehr. However the dyes didn’t relly penetrade the the botton of the pot. So the locks down there are white with maybe a little yellow and green. (the only colors that penetraded that far)

I also had my psych midterm today and I’m pretty confident about that. I’m thinking hgh B, low A. However knowing me I’ll get another C.

Anyway, its 1:57 am, and its suddenly freezing so I’m off to bed. I have a load of fiber and ayrns to photo graph when I think of it and the sun is out. I also have 2 mroe yarns the finish. Which is really exciting!

Night 😉

et cetera