The Inaugural Blogger's Rant

Ugh...this goes out to all the computers I've ever used in my entire life. I've used so many computers in my life, and all but two ended up dying. As for the two that didn't die, these are the computers, and why they didn't go for the kill:

• An HP mini laptop my dad got from his work. As for what happened to that one, my dad gave it to his coworker who happens to be an old family friend (which, by the way, is what happens if you're one of my dad's friends and you work in the computer industry; you end up working for my dad). I may have mentioned her before, because she happens to be the pregnant one I was making those baby blankets for, and there's more knitting for her baby to come. But anyways, I miss this one.
• The second one was my dad's work-at-home computer, the one I'm using now. As for why this one's not broken? Well, let's have a little look-see here, shall we? Well it did break, but well, it got fixed. Sure it's ridiculously out of date (I'm pretty sure there's no more tech support---nerd moment) but hey, it works. The rest of that, my friends (and enemies), is a mystery.
• I forgot that there was a third one. That one vanished out of thin air and was never seen again.

As for why I'm posting this? Well, the netbook that was actually my first (officially) computer is infected with a fatal disease. So far this week it's crashed twice (that first time was...wait for it...yesterday). And it keeps making the weirdest noises. So yeah, I'm not cleanin' that up. Other computers I've used have crashed in the weirdest ways. For example, my mom's Macbook Pro. That one kept freezing. As for fixing it? Not a chance. We tried that, but it froze in the process. Oh yeah, there was also one from my dad's workplace that just shut down out of nowhere. I bet it's still lurking under my bed, decomposing.

And then there was the first one. The one with which I discovered that a computer was more than a device you used to play Math Arena (which was part of the elementary school curriculum) and send one-paragraph emails on. It was my dad's work computer, which he had retired, so it was mine to keep. It lasted two years under the usage of moi (that's a record) when it died of old age. We tried reformatting the dinosaur, but one day, it decided that it was over. My mom and I had just come back from Target when it happened. I cried.

I'm trying to get that off of my mind, but how, with so many computers being destroyed by my wrath? I just can't bear it. I'm trying not to cry. I'm trying to be strong. And that is why, dear electronic devices, you do not mess with me.

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 Okay, now that The Rant is officially over, here's some fibery happiness.


 Well, I've finished the Fetching gloves for Bethany.

I got a modeling gig. Here is me, with my cardigan. It's my new favorite sweater.


And better yet, I finally figured out how the Flickr importer on Ravelry works, so now I don't have to post every picture I want on Ravelry here first. No more WIP pics on this blog!!! Unless I want you to look at how I'm doing.

Now the question is what to knit next. There are so many things I want to make, as well as things I need to make. It's all in a jumble. So many people want me to make Fetching gloves for them. I myself need some Fetchings. I want to make that washcloth for Sam. That wrap skirt for me. The baby stuff. The sock yarn shawl. Oh where do I even begin?