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Dec. 9th, 2006 11:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
camwynThe Voices came back last night.
(For those of you new to this concept in my journal, I occasionally have incidents that other people might consider to be 'hearing voices', in the sense that a deep dark part of my own psyche suddenly rears up and says YOU WILL DO THIS NOW, AND YOU WILL HAVE NO PEACE FROM ME UNTIL YOU DO. However, the orders are never things like 'tell everyone that you are the Messiah' or 'raise an army to lead against your enemies' or 'build a baseball field where your cornfield ought to be'. No, oh no, it is not that easy. My voices say things like YOU HAVE TO LEARN TO KNIT. RIGHT NOW. YES, IT'S BLACK FRIDAY AND YOU'RE SICK AND THERE IS NO YARN IN THE HOUSE. GO OUT TO THE STORE AND BUY YARN AND NEEDLES RIGHT NOW. Or sometimes, TODAY YOU LEARN TO MAKE SCHNECKEN. JUST DO IT. Or HI THERE. WE'RE GOING TO MAKE SOAP TODAY. FROM BEEF FAT. GO TO THE SLAUGHTERHOUSE IN GREEN VILLAGE AND BUY SOME KIDNEY SUET. YOU GET TO RENDER IT YOURSELF. NO, WE WON'T BE REASONABLE ABOUT THIS. It's pretty much always like that.)
Anyway, the Voices hadn't made their presence felt in some time, but last night they came roaring back while I was in the yarn aisle of the Rag Shop in Bayonne. And they said, WE WANT AN AFGHAN.
So, y'know, I start looking at the bulky yarns.
NO. A REAL AFGHAN. NOT SOMETHING YOU DO ON THOSE WUSS BUNNY SIZE 35s.
Oh dear.
THAT YARN THERE. TO YOUR LEFT. THE VARIEGATED KIND.
It's worsted weight Patons all wool.
THAT. MAKE AN AFGHAN OUT OF THAT.
So, I've got as much of the colorway as I could buy there, and now I have to come up with a pattern to use. I don't think one with a lot of holes and yarnovers in it is going to do, but.... there it is.
*sigh*
Jack Handey, rest assured that I have taken your lesson to heart. Said lesson being, "If you ever go temporarily insane, don't shoot somebody, like a lot of people do. Instead, try to get some weeding done, because you'd really be surprised."
(For those of you new to this concept in my journal, I occasionally have incidents that other people might consider to be 'hearing voices', in the sense that a deep dark part of my own psyche suddenly rears up and says YOU WILL DO THIS NOW, AND YOU WILL HAVE NO PEACE FROM ME UNTIL YOU DO. However, the orders are never things like 'tell everyone that you are the Messiah' or 'raise an army to lead against your enemies' or 'build a baseball field where your cornfield ought to be'. No, oh no, it is not that easy. My voices say things like YOU HAVE TO LEARN TO KNIT. RIGHT NOW. YES, IT'S BLACK FRIDAY AND YOU'RE SICK AND THERE IS NO YARN IN THE HOUSE. GO OUT TO THE STORE AND BUY YARN AND NEEDLES RIGHT NOW. Or sometimes, TODAY YOU LEARN TO MAKE SCHNECKEN. JUST DO IT. Or HI THERE. WE'RE GOING TO MAKE SOAP TODAY. FROM BEEF FAT. GO TO THE SLAUGHTERHOUSE IN GREEN VILLAGE AND BUY SOME KIDNEY SUET. YOU GET TO RENDER IT YOURSELF. NO, WE WON'T BE REASONABLE ABOUT THIS. It's pretty much always like that.)
Anyway, the Voices hadn't made their presence felt in some time, but last night they came roaring back while I was in the yarn aisle of the Rag Shop in Bayonne. And they said, WE WANT AN AFGHAN.
So, y'know, I start looking at the bulky yarns.
NO. A REAL AFGHAN. NOT SOMETHING YOU DO ON THOSE WUSS BUNNY SIZE 35s.
Oh dear.
THAT YARN THERE. TO YOUR LEFT. THE VARIEGATED KIND.
It's worsted weight Patons all wool.
THAT. MAKE AN AFGHAN OUT OF THAT.
So, I've got as much of the colorway as I could buy there, and now I have to come up with a pattern to use. I don't think one with a lot of holes and yarnovers in it is going to do, but.... there it is.
*sigh*
Jack Handey, rest assured that I have taken your lesson to heart. Said lesson being, "If you ever go temporarily insane, don't shoot somebody, like a lot of people do. Instead, try to get some weeding done, because you'd really be surprised."
