Skijumping rocks...
Feb. 16th, 2006 01:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
letterblade...and I just managed to waste several long hours' worth of knitting. Fuck. Fucking FUCK! I should've known that thinking that I actually understood the cables was too good to be true.
I hate being a fuckup.
Got my shiny dice though. Was the requisite single small dorky good thing that got me through the day. And shiiiiiiiiny they are. (Hence the knitting. Dice bag.)
Spent more of the day than I would care to admit listening to this song, crying, remembering Maine, chickening out from calling Anna. Gah. Fucking hell. I hate this. And now my back hurts like hell, too.
I hate being a fuckup.
Got my shiny dice though. Was the requisite single small dorky good thing that got me through the day. And shiiiiiiiiny they are. (Hence the knitting. Dice bag.)
Spent more of the day than I would care to admit listening to this song, crying, remembering Maine, chickening out from calling Anna. Gah. Fucking hell. I hate this. And now my back hurts like hell, too.