Had a really strange dream last night...

The BF even said I was moaning and grunting. Of course his manly brain instantly surmises that I must be dreaming about sex. WRONG!

It was wierd...I was on trial, a big very publicized trial. I was being accused of being a vampire. Although to the best of my abilities I could not convience the jury of peers that I was not a vampire and that I had not been bitten.

Since I was hopelessly locked in a trail I had at that point no chance of getting out of as a free person, someone came up to me and convienced me since everyone was already convienced I was a vampire, that I should just become one.

Yep, I took that line and this person turned me. Although the details are sketchy as to how that happened...apparently all I had to do was drink a glass of his freshly poured blood to be turned. Now traditionally, because I am a freek for vampire stores and legends, the victom is drained and then "refilled" with the vamps blood and that is supposed to be a mix of the victoms blood and the vamps.

Since I was struck by lightening, I was fantasizing last night how cool it would be to have developed some sort of super-natural power because of it. I think that is what led to the dream, but not completely sure.

Until next time...

Beaded Stitch Markers

Well, well, well, my beading spark is back!I beaded me up some stitch markers as one of the patterns I want to do calls for them. The turquoise ones came out a little heavy, but I am not too concerned with it. It is after all for my use.

Until next time...

Fallen, Yet Unbroken

Fallen, Yet Unbroken

O! That damned *oath!
I have *oblige to *observe
the ways *of another
To *obtain knowledge
and grow out from the *ordinary.
Oh, what an *odd space I *occupy.

I was *obsessive
to the point of it all blurring,
until it became so very, very *obscure.

I felt oblige to continue,
if only for the sake
of my loyalty.
So I did *offer it,
silently and unspoken,
it was taken...for granted.

I didn't want to become
like all the others,
to get what I wanted
and then dissapear.
I wanted to stick around
after the curtain was shut,
after the glammer was gone,
and help out the best I could.
I didn't want this *or that,
I wanted and worked,
for both.

That loyalty that I harbored
was the *obstruct
to my path of growth.
I blindly followed,
without a thought,
as to where I was going.

After it all fell upon me,
A light had turned *off,
I drifted into the darkness
that had been slowly
sneaking up on me,
during all those years,
of loyal supporting.

It would eat me whole...
if I gave in...if I allowed it.
Oh I was tempted,
I was tempted to cross to the other side
I wanted to chew it up
and spit it back out!
Curse it!
Hate it!
Loath it!
even..., yesssssss...kill...it...

My dreams had stopped,
my inspiration was dead
I felt only dread.
My skills failed me
my beliefs, they buckled
I stumbled hopelessly
but only for a little while.

The ever *omnipresent Divinity
still stood beside me,
even if I could not see it,
even if I could not sense or feel it,
it was there to guide me *out of the dark
and to bring back that spark,
that would turn the light in me on again,
so I could see which way
the good path went.

Thankfully, I say to myself now,
I had not ventured too far off
and finding it again
was only a matter
of...Holy Counsil.


Sometimes we have to slip
into the darkness that is ever present
ever creeping, slinking, behind us
ever eager to eat us whole
in order for us to *open up
and enlighten to something new,
something more challenging,
something we are destined
to learn more of...
or simply to find that path
we are destined to take.
Because we cannot see it,
or we refuse to see it,
it's not of our concious choosing,
and it is never easily understood.
So the light goes away for awhile...
So that when it comes back,
everything is new-born to us, again....
and again, and again, and again
until finally
we find our place
we find our gifts
we find, finally...
Our Peace.

9.29.06

Until next time...

Cast-On: A Podcast for Knitters

Cast-On: A Podcast for Knitters

I don't get it. I don't get the hype behind these pod costs. I was listening to this one, and I was BORED OUT OF MY MIND so much that I had to end the suffering. OYE. Every podcast I have stumbled upon has been a bucket of bore. *sigh* I'd rather listen to a book on CD, but I returned the wrong book on CD last weekend while one of it's CDs were still in the puter, waiting to be heard; and now I cannot check anything out until that CD is reunited with it's set...which was sent to the Marshall WI Library. I'm in Monona. Cripes. So I am sitting here, trying to keep my mind occupied while I am knit and/or spin. I cannot stand to knit/spin in silence as I tend to drift and not pay attention to whatever pattern I am knitting, or not pay attention to moving the spun yarn down a hook at regular intervals (creates a mess on the bobbin otherwise). The noon day TV shows are pathetic, nothing but soaps and drama-drama-drama shows...BLAH, and these podcasts are pure torture.
A girl has to vent once in a while.

End Vent-Cast. *blink....blink....blink....*

Chenille Knitting Woes

Oh woes me! I am trying my darndest to get my first shawl doen (knitting with chenille thick and quick) and I've started over soooooo many times. First it was worming. So we fixed that by going down a couple of needle sizes. Now I am concerned about the wieght of the shawl. This yarn when knit tight bulks up real quick. Now I wonder if I can add some decorative stiches in there to lighten it up a bit and add some eye candy to it. If anyone has any suggestions, I would really appriciate it.

Until next time...

Golden Experiments

My latest ply expirement: silk and alpaca. The camera does not do it justice. The silk adds shimmer while the alpaca adds softness in the form of a halo effect. I love experimenting!

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Sock Wars

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Doll Generator

"Crow Calling Woman"

Doll Generator

My only beef with the generator is that I could not save as a picture, but had to link to it. I got some ugly-not so nice picture instead of this when I hit save as on the page. How rude!

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I did it!

I conqured cables!! I finished the cabled scarf I was knitting for my Mum, but I forgot to take a picture of the finished product before gleefully sending it off to it's reciepient. DOH!

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Sock War Conundrums

My goddess, the whiners! I go to the forum and it is filled with bitching, whining, complaining, and all around bad sportmanship! By Goddess people...this is not life and death...it's just for fun! Time to wake up from La-la land! Winning or loosing this GAME is not gonna make or brake you. OYE. A lot of people are bitching about not getting an email. IF they had any good reasoning in them, they would have checked the Sock Wars blog, and would have seen two days ago that a hurrican struck the area the host lives in (Ireland I think it was) and the internet affected, quite expected with a HURRICAN. And then there are those complaining that their 'target' won't give up their snail mail for them. Well in the rules, it did hint to that not being an illigal thing to pull. Did anyone actually read the rules and how the game works? Well, they can spend all thier time bitchin on the forums, cause I'm knittn away baby! Knittn away!

SOCK WARS: it's not just about the socks (apparently it's about bad sportsmanship too)!!

Until next time...