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My ever-perverse circadian rhythms have abruptly decided that I live on Jupiter, and that therefore two distinct sleep/wake cycles can appropriately be fitted into this inconveniently long Terrestrial rotation period I find myself trying to adapt to. For the last week now I've been conking out around 8PM and then waking up again at midnight, which is a complete bloody nuisance, although at least I missed the Superbowl halftime show. Hopefully I will have straightened matters out by the time next month's SF meetup comes around, since I missed this last one despite having gotten as far as the shower before Brain notified me that it wasn't going along with whatever Body thought it was up to that night.
Sudden attacks of narcolepsy notwithstanding, I do intend to spend the next two weeks glued to as much Olympic coverage as I can find that doesn't have Bob Costas cluttering it up. Have selected for my Knitting Olympics project a sweater of my own design, although it's already run into the snag that the circular needle I thought I had for this project, is actually another size entirely, and the size/length I do need happens to be the primary requirement for some project in this month's Vogue Knitting and I'll have to hack something together out of my interchangeable set until the LYS gets my order in. Bother.
Sudden attacks of narcolepsy notwithstanding, I do intend to spend the next two weeks glued to as much Olympic coverage as I can find that doesn't have Bob Costas cluttering it up. Have selected for my Knitting Olympics project a sweater of my own design, although it's already run into the snag that the circular needle I thought I had for this project, is actually another size entirely, and the size/length I do need happens to be the primary requirement for some project in this month's Vogue Knitting and I'll have to hack something together out of my interchangeable set until the LYS gets my order in. Bother.