So I took my Blythe, for whom this blog is named, to work recently. I took some pictures of her, and I decided to post some. There were some rather silly ones, like this one of a coworker kissing her:

Also another one of her just looking at me and my computer screen while I make up invoices:

It's rather dark, but I thought it was cute. She's pretty freaky, I'll be the first to admit it, but she's just so darn adorable!

On another note, I am knitting a beret, called Gracie. It's a free pattern which can be found here: http://knitting-up-a-storm.blogspot.com/2007/09/gracie.html

I have only gotten this far:

but then, I've also only been knitting on it for a few hours each night for the past three. So it's actually not that bad. I kind of like it. I hope it doesn't look stupid with my haircut.

I'll probably post a little bit tomorrow, if I don't fall asleep immediately when I get home, which has become a rather alarming pattern for me, I'm afraid.

So guess who just got invited to Ravelry? That's right! Me! Although I haven't gotten to add too much to it. It's pretty cool though. I found my sister's account. Hopefully she'll consent to be my friend. I really enjoy this website, anyway.

I'm going to the Aquarium again tomorrow. It's such a fun place. I hope I get someone to go with me, because it's always more fun when you go with someone else. Jackie said she might not be able to go, and no one else could go. Laci didn't answer his phone, and neither did Zohra. I guess I can go alone. It's not too bad. I just want to get out of the house, and somewhere that's not school or work. Oh well.

My cat is acting extra mad lately. He's been getting into everything, and mum is very angry with him. He knocked over several of her dolls, and though they didn't break, she tied him up. He is at this very moment wailing piteously from the basement. I'll go get him up before I go to bed. Poor baby. But he really is unmanageable. I love him anyway, though.



This is Krista taking a picture of herself with me working in the background.

I really really like what I just bought off of eBay.

So I just bought a Pullip doll off of eBay. And I am super excited. Really. I can't wait for her to come. She has long dark hair and dark eyes, and she's just so so pretty!

I also just read "Me Talk Pretty One Day" by David Sedaris, and let me tell you, it is wonderful! He's so very clever; it's how I imagine I sound in some of my more elaborate daydreams. The ones I give a lot of thought to. Also, coincidentally, he describes having daydreams similar to mine. And here I was, all along, thinking I was singular. Thinking I was especially creative, and the entire time, others do it too. I never even considered that.

And I do have daydreams. They can make the long hours before I have to get up on a Saturday morning go by very quickly, and they make my almost-but-not-quite two mile walk to work every day bearable. Although I have to be careful and make sure I don't go the wrong way. Which I have done, once. I was laughed at quite a bit for that mistake. Luckily, people tend to think that's just my natural state--slightly lackadaisical--so I don't get ridiculed too much. I guess I'm regarded as somewhat silly, actually.

And I do babble. A lot. As evidenced by the words above.

But! Back to my book review. I lovelovelove this book, and I want to read even more by David Sedaris. I already like Amy Sedaris' books, and "Me Talk Pretty One Day" makes me want to read those again. Of course, hers are practical, so I don't feel guilty for reading them when I should be doing something constructive, like washing the dishes or cleaning the litterbox.

Which reminds me, I made my cat a new toy, but when I tried to play with him, he was more interested in attacking my hands than the toy, even though it was quite intriguing, if I do say so myself. It was bright and jingly, owing to the bells it was quite literally covered with, and had feathers going in all directions, and a long fuzzy string. All the elements for a good, irresistable cat toy, but he was having none of it. Stupid cat.

Okay, so I did something yesterday that I've never done before.

I skipped school. I was going to the bus to get to school, and I just didn't. I took the train south to the Aquarium. And I had a wonderful day. I thought I might feel twinges of remorse, or guilt, but, surprisingly, I felt none of that. I just had a good day. There was almost no one there, not at all like it is on the weekend.

I also went to the office, and brought a bowl of candy that my mother had bought on Thursday evening. She said "I think it would just be nice if you brought some of this candy into work for any children that may come in."

I said, "What children? No one ever comes in at all."

To which she replied, "It never hurts to be prepared."

Gggrrr!

It sits on my desk. Half empty.

Now here's a picture of my cat. Who loves boxes that are just three sizes too small. He was named after Jamie, a character in one of my favorite books: Outlander.