Perfecting Extermination of Tumultuous Ants

I love you Picasso!

Really. I didn’t resent nearly making myself throw up with leaning over to killkillkillkillkillkill ants in the closet as I scrubbed the closet floor within an inch of its life.

True, the ants didn’t come for your catfood this time, Picasso, I have no clue what they wanted, but it’s your fault anyway. Trust me on this. The little tiny tiny micoscopic ants earlier this week say so.

Ahem.

Anyway.

One of the things Tiphanie included in her Tiamet package was two balls of Sugar ‘n Cream in Midnight Magic.

Who comes up with these names? I like the colors of this, but how in g-d’s name is this evocative of midnightness, never mind magic? I want a naming job! Yeah. I’d come up with something better than that…..

I bet you could too! What would you call it?

Simona sent me this smiley , it’s so goofy it’s cute, and I just had to share!

How am I feeling? Less germy. I did hurt today and had to take narcotics, probably due to the torrential rains today.

I’m still knitting the crapscarf because I couldn’t make a go of starting the glove thing, even though I tried, I really did. Either I need to cast on 20 less stitches next time, or I need to finish crapscarf. One or the other. Tiphanie, I know, would say CAST ON but I seem to be missing the caston affliction.

And I really hope Benkei the Sidekick’s stupidass scroll button fixes itself again because it’s hard to comment on blogs with a sick scroll button.

PS: The scroll button works again! For now. Yay!