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Monday, May 23, 2005

And we're back!

Moving SUCKS!
This cartoon from Drew at toothpaste for dinner demonstrates my exact feelings about this major stress inducing event...

But now I'm all settled in. Hallelujah.
I promised you pictures of this Queen's new castle, so here's something for the voyeurs among you! (Aren't all blogreaders really? ;)

First my dear sweet mom, without whom I would still be crying on the floor pulling my hair out. Dankjewel voor je hulp, mam! (And will you check out her trendy sneakers?!) Then the eye candy: my not-so-baby brother Alex and his buddy Nico: Thanks guys, dinner on me soon!

Next, we have the Mercedes I rented, and of course, the movers. Couldn't have done it without them!

And the room, almost forgot about the room!
First the view from the entrance, then the view from -my own!- toilet.

Then my rad little dinner corner and guess who feels right at home!

Knitting, you say? Uhhm, nope. Haven't picked up the needles in almost two weeks actually... But tomorrow's SnB night, so don't worry; I should have some progress on Cinnamon this very week. (If Pettie allows me to knit at all; thanks again for the thesis mantra Pettie!)

Happy knitting, moving and thesis writing everybody! ;)

Monday, May 16, 2005


I'll be back as soon as I get a new UTP cable that actually makes it across the room all the way to my computer...
With pics of said new room of course! ;)

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

Hurry Up Spring!

Ah, couldn't you guess? Had to have the Stitch 'N Bitch Nation's Hurry Up Spring Armwarmers of course! ;)
I knit them with the #88 colorway, as you see it in the book (pic#1), but my yarn was obviously upside down on the skein. Hmm.

I like how it turned out, but I'm not as psyched about them as I used to be. I made some quite obvious mistakes, and for some reason, I just can't get these images of oil drum fires, shopping karts and cardboard boxes out of my head as soon as I put it on.

Alrighty, a poll it is. Does this look like the hand of a bum?

Sunday, May 08, 2005

I'm a limousine Liberal...

Mea culpa for not writing for so long. I’ve been very busy with my thesis; finally really rounded off my research question so now it’s time to start writing for real. I’m a little bummed that I won’t be making the actual deadline though. No graduation in July for me.. I still plan to have everything done by the time the “good” students get their little ceremony on July 15th. That way I can still party hard all through the summer and defend my thesis somewhere in September.
The subject for my thesis is whether companies with business blogs are already developing and implementing guidelines for their blogging employees. Should be fun to investigate; it’s right up my alley. I’d like to look at the ethical implications as well. Ethics in PR? Yeah, if I can help it. ;)

Today I’ve been playing tourist in my own country. Such fun! My friends and I were going to a national STOP BUSH demonstration in Amsterdam and we took some "Japanese touristy" pictures at Dam Square beforehand.

We marched for about an hour, but then our bladders were about to burst so we had to leave the crowd. As a result, I feel like a half assed salon socialist, a limousine liberal. But at least I went. If only for a little while.

Phew, still no knitting content huh? Despite my busy schedule, I’ve been making progress on both the fronts of Cinnamon and the second rainbow sock. Cinnamon’s fronts are almost ready for the armholes and the rainbow sock is at the heel flap.
But something got in the way… Yesterday, I received my long awaited order of Noro Kureyon from Germany. Oh man, did I love it and hug it and hold it and kiss it and squeeze it and pet it and call it George!
I couldn’t just let that sit in a corner. So I cast on…
For what? Hm, I think I’m going to keep you in the dark just a little more and promise to post a pic next week. (Fact is I’m just too damn lazy to put new batteries in my camera and take pics without a flash, but there’s nothing like a little suspense to keep you on your toes. ;)

Happy knitting and God bless. (Oh, how I adored Bob Ross.)