2001-07-29, 7:35 a.m., knitting

I've just recalled how much I enjoy knitting.

The repetitious familiarity, the mechanical methodology where my fingers know what to do, how to do it, and I only need to have a low-level concentration. And rather than following the pattern from a piece of paper, I'm following the design as has been suggested by the established pattern (which in this case is arrowheads, a bad choice imo for a scarf).

While I knit, I can think. My body and mind are occupied. Ferpect.

And I think that it would be soo cool if I can combine both knitting, dancing, and typing words all together. My favourite things. Oh, and eating. I love eating. Knitting, dancing, words, eating.

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I just lurvved yesterday. I had visitors last night! very very cheery. And I also did a lot of typing, and thinking, so very very happy.

I really should be doing more critting stuff. I enjoy using my brain to analyse, and then conveying my analysis. Not too sure that they appreciate me though, but that's not the point! =)

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I don't know if I can do dancing today *sigh* bah.

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I found a bag with a big ball of wool, work in progress, complete with crochet hook and a couple of needles. I took them, and tried to see if I could figure out the pattern. After about an inch of work, I found out that I had parsed the pattern wrong, so I had to undo an hour's work. But I managed to find the correct pattern, and so spent an hour getting back to where I was before I unravelled.

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