tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004263.post112911407297986216..comments2024-03-13T20:01:36.738-07:00Comments on Yarnivorous: True confessionsyarnivoroushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04253817840476574619noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004263.post-1129252498091531432005-10-13T18:14:00.000-07:002005-10-13T18:14:00.000-07:00i hate seaming. a lot.i took the test twice, and ...i hate seaming. a lot.<BR/><BR/>i took the test twice, and the first time i came up french, and the second time programming in qbasic. sheesh!dragon knitterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15876200889552460658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004263.post-1129213140409695062005-10-13T07:19:00.000-07:002005-10-13T07:19:00.000-07:00Wow - I believe your cat really does hate me. Sco...Wow - I believe your cat really does hate me. Scowly little things they can be but oh so gorgeous! By the way, I am 'Gregg shorthand'...rather boring thing to be, no?KnittenKnotshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09395099627383686753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004263.post-1129157783497824842005-10-12T15:56:00.000-07:002005-10-12T15:56:00.000-07:00I don't mind seaming/sewing up that much, but weav...I don't mind seaming/sewing up that much, but weaving in ends is something else. I have to try to do that as I go along or it sits and taunts me. Of course I wouldn't have nearly so many ends to weave if I didn't go for fannish scarves and the like but I guess there is a downside to everything :-Ddreamcatcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06512623516755804881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004263.post-1129156053551805662005-10-12T15:27:00.000-07:002005-10-12T15:27:00.000-07:00did you do a copy paste from my blog? i swear thes...did you do a copy paste from my blog? i swear these exact words of finishing hatred have come from my fingers before. HATE IT. WITH. A. PASSION. there feels much better. I'm doing a top down at the moment, I wonder if i'll ever go back to the dark side?The Bearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03178827263014925271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004263.post-1129149569890323692005-10-12T13:39:00.000-07:002005-10-12T13:39:00.000-07:00Lynne!Thanks a lot... now I am sitting here in my ...Lynne!<BR/>Thanks a lot... now I am sitting here in my freezing cold cubicle in this tall glass skyscraper in a stinky city, wishing I was smatterings, too, with a big garden and some fresh air and some beautiful autumn leaves.<BR/><BR/>hrmph.<BR/><BR/>Hi! How are you? I have to go catch up on your blog now, love the Cheshire pic!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004263.post-1129127811906684042005-10-12T07:36:00.000-07:002005-10-12T07:36:00.000-07:00"sometimes i rather fancythat i'd like to trade wi..."sometimes i rather fancy<BR/>that i'd like to trade with clancy..."<BR/><BR/><BR/>sorry, that's from memory and i'm not sure what word is used, switch or trade, or something else. that's one of my favorite poems ever. it gives me goosebumps and makes me long for a sturdy horse and some cattle. *sigh*Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com