Sweet Satisfaction.

Notification that Jeffy quit his job today,his exit from cubicle hell:

“Two more weeks and I can breathe the fresh air of freedom.
Please don’t put those stupid balloons on my desk, and no parties or “office” potlucks. Thanks.”

And for myself, I am excited…finally I am going to learn how to knit in November. Something I’ve been pissing and moaning about for far too long.

I was fairly disappointed when the city canceled last Sunday’s scheduled:
Knit Out! in Union Square (for security reasons, I don’t know, for fear of all those needles?). I was seriously looking forward to it. So I decided to take matters into my own hands. Soon, before the year is out I’ll have an afghan for you.

Keep thinking about

Life as a pie chart.

Keep thinking the slices are getting smaller and smaller.

New from 1000 Ridiculous Tragedies:
Icelandic Disappointment.