Ha ha -- hooker as in slang for crocheting.
I FINALLY am about to finish one of three afghans I've been working on. I had to go and get the pattern book from the library again. I've got all three panels made and they are now weave-stitched together. I just have to tuck in the loose ends AND do the final edge work around the whole. Thing is fucking MASSIVE. It's got to be close to five feet tall if not more and at least three feet wide. Very snuggly and warm. Which means it will be completely useless until the fall or winter at this point, but oh well.
I should take a picture of it as soon as it's been totally completed. I don't mean to keep it; I'm meaning to give it as a gift. Damn it all, I have gotten attached to the big monster!
Monday, June 11, 2007
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I’ll resist the urge to do a hooker gag. Firstly, I’m not a great fan of hashish and secondly, I’m now not a great fan of prostitutes. Well, not after my recent experience with Mistress Whips. Frankly, she doesn’t deserve my return custom after that little trick she tried with the surgical rubber gloves whilst I was bent over.
Anyway, I digress.
I thought you were working and studying. When do you find time to crochet?
It’s always satisfying to create something.
Oh dear.
I find time to crochet when I procrastinate on doing homework. You know, the usual! I had started this damn afghan months and months ago. I spent a couple hours on it Saturday and Sunday. I actually finished the edging last night. I'm going to tuck in the ends soon and see how much it will cost to ship it to someone. (Probably an arm and a leg.)
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