I've been knitting a patchwork bag since Christmas and i'm finally about to finish it. I am a bit concerned that spending time kntting all these things will make me not want to part with them when i'm done. But realistically, how many knitted bags does a 28 year old actually need?
All of these cold, winter nights spent watching the West Wing and tangling myself up in wool have made my hands shake even more. For anyone I do know who may read this will understand that's a lot of shaking. So i've suffered for my art!
Watching River Cottage last night made me remember that the only reason I started doing this in the first place was because it was too cold to grow veg. Turns out I'm a fan of seasonal hobbies.

This past week I've been trying not to skip any songs when I do a shuffle on my ipod. This is an impossible task. Apparently I only want to listen to about 40% of the songs I have on there. It may be time for a cull. Itunes 8 and an afternoon of painstakingly checking tracklists awaits. I don't know who I'm trying to kid that this won't be the best afternoon spent in the world....ever. Only topped by reorganising all of my CDs into some random order which will make it easier for me to find songs I can't remember the names of on that album.....you know..... that one!!
The main problem with the songs I don't want to listen to is that I always put on tracks that I think I might like and then don't listen to them because I don't know them.
The moral of the story......it's what you like, not what you're like.