A spam I got from somebody named Mlpq Co, which I deleted unopened, has a subject line that says, "Face Looks 20 Years Younger?"
I'm 27. If I didn't have problems getting carded before...
Lotsa exciting stuff going on, that's why I haven't posted much lately. Mom's still on the afghan thing; we stumbled on a book full of gorgeous afghan patterns and I picked out an octagon-and-square pattern that will work beautifully, especially in the gradiated shades of sage that I picked out. So there was another yarn run this past weekend.
Things are going well with my student; she's casting circles now! Yay! I'm so proud of her. She's so bright, I'm glad to be teaching her. The joy I get from doing this compares to the joy I've heard described by parents. I may not have the personality to raise kids of my own, but I'm beginning to think that the last big argument against my not having them--"But what about all the joy of watching them grow? You'll be missing that"--will have been defeated.* I will be able to follow my conscience freely and not feel that I'm missing anything important. And most of all, there will be a few more properly trained witches in the world. ;)
More good news: Ozy & Millie will soon be returning to new strips. From what DCS says, it will be a semiweekly strip instead of daily, but I'm still just as eager to see what he has cooked up for the new year. In the meantime, go check out a few of the older strips, which he's re-running with new commentaries. Also, Scotty Arsenault has picked the Commander Kitty storyline back up and is running with it again--again, at a slower pace than before, but it's still there! ~does a little dance~
Agenda for today: Dishes, housecleaning, shelf assembly, cooking, and plenty of computer games and relaxing.
same bitch time, same bitch channel...
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*The biological clock argument, of course, is total douche; any grown person who allows their hormones to bully them into a decision as big as having a child deserves whatever they get. If your hormones are truly that out of control that you're genuinely compelled to do things without reasoning them out, you need to see your gyno--in the capacity of a gyno, not an OB.