You're Watership Down!
by Richard Adams
Though many think of you as a bit young, even childish, you're
actually incredibly deep and complex. You show people the need to rethink their
assumptions, and confront them on everything from how they think to where they
build their houses. You might be one of the greatest people of all time. You'd
be recognized as such if you weren't always talking about talking rabbits.
Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.
I'm feeling remarkably ambivalent about packing up, picking up stakes and moving to sunny (not) Michigan. This ambivalence surfaces in behaviors like sleeping twelve hours at a stretch, avoiding the piano and the stacks of music that need organizing and work, ignoring my email box and those several things I meant to do over the summer, and generally hiding out in my knitting circle and/or safe dark burrowing place. I've been surrounding myself with yarn and fiber, and I really do wonder if it's some sort of twisted-about nesting instinct, since I'm about to say farewell to my house for a few months.
Lovely, wonderful party tonight with lots of people, though I felt a bit odd around lots of strangers. I hid when I felt the need, gave in to the peer pressure of knitting, and kept myself entertained, though, and all in all had a nice time.
I really, REALLY need to sing.
Graham's interminable Trekking socks are at nearly 50%, and I have a pattern in development for the "Think Outside the Sox" Contest. And I'm going to Stitches Midwest, after YEARS of STITCHES DEPRIVATION. Every single time S West has come round, for the past several years, I've had some sort of school obligation in the way: a recital, an opera performance, a weekend of rehearsals I couldn't miss. Now here I am, starting orientation in Ann Arbor on August 24, and behold! Stitches Midwest is just the weekend before. I've signed up for lots of classes and I'm all excited about going!
