The Strange Interlude appears to have drawn to a close. I'm guessing that it was largely brought on by the professional disappointment of having a knitting pattern I had high hopes for rejected by Knitty.com, and my overall crappy state of mind in general. {*grumblegrumble*ifanybodyneedstogetlaidaroundhere*grumble*} Still very weirded out by the experience. (It's not unlike being possessed, and Captain Jack Harkness isn't exactly the most considerate houseguest I've ever had to put up with. Talk about your free-floating memes...) On some level I'm sure it's a reaction to the general impossibility of doing original work in a climate that's reduced everything to endlessly recycled Product (don't even get me started on the Alvin and the Chipmunks movie) and the lack of a cultural headspace for not wanting to find a Mercedes under the tree, and then again, it could just be that it's November, when the rising curve of "GOD I NEED TO GET OUT OF THIS HOUSE AND INTERACT WITH PEOPLE" intersects with the falling curve of the possibility of actually accomplishing same in this region at this time of the year. Not sure whether Thanksgiving having been a non-starter is really a factor, considering that going to see my relatives generally makes me end up feeling worse, but at least it would have been something Social to complain about... Bah.
Okay, then, back to regular programming:
Oh, and did I mention this?

Fading dreadfully already, alas, but hey, it's Hat Weather. And yes, I've already startled myself pulling off a blue hat in front of a mirror, thank you.
Okay, then, back to regular programming:
- New Thing Learned for 26 November: LSD can be lethal to elephants in large enough doses. I guess experimenting further on Cary Grant would have been cruel and unusual. [Source: NewScientist.com news service.]
Oh, and did I mention this?

Fading dreadfully already, alas, but hey, it's Hat Weather. And yes, I've already startled myself pulling off a blue hat in front of a mirror, thank you.