*I was so tired last night that I couldn't even knit while watching TV. No, I wasn't tired enough to go to bed (actually I was too tired to get up the gumption to get off my ass and get into bed)--and Law and Order SUV wasn't really worth missing that hour of sleep. Why do I watch a show about rape anyway?
*I'm still a little short on knitting content. There have been a lot of dpns and tubes--socks and sleeves. I will *try* to take photos to tart up this blog tomorrow.
*My new contact lenses give headaches. But now my old contact lenses are giving me headaches too. WTF?
*There are two ads on tv that currently fuel my feminist rage (which may be the source of my headaches).
I've managed to avoid hearing anything that Jessica Simpson sings except that stupid Pizza Hut ad where she provides some mastabatory fantasy to the teenaged boy-dork in the commercial and teenaged boys everywhere with her cheesey-stuffed-crust pizza, that burst and pops right into you. What it bursts forth with doesn't really sound all that appetizing. Why doesn't she just fuck the kid and avoid all the subtext of a pizza commercial? Sheesh.
The other is an ad for rice cakes with a drizzle of chocolate--Crispy Minis or something. In each ad a woman is confronted with a tasty, decadent snack (like cake) and while she tries to decide about eating it, she mentally calculates all the ways that she has been responsible during the day in managing her diet and exercise to maintain her weight. In the end she decides she's been a good girl and rewards herself with some tasteless bits of puffs rice instead of a piece of cake. It bothers me so much how this ad a) tries to make rice cakes seem as tastey as cake and b) reinforces the idea that women need to continually moniter their eating and exercise practices in order to watch their weight and as marker of their moral worth. I will never buy their cardboard snacks. Ever.
*My Colourwork Classic sweater has the aura of doom surrounding it. I noticed a major colour dominance fuck up (which I'll save for another post with pictures) and my neck steek/decreases are a tad small--it just fits over my head. I really need to learn that sweaters that are not completed fairly quickly (ie less than 6 months) are process things which may be better in the frog pond than the cedar chest. I will finish it, since I can't frog something with cut steeks, but the possibility of a smashing success of a garment is waning. I am improving my fair isle through this, so I'm trying not to despair. And yes, I'm a product knitter.