hello, afternoon

Suddenly, it is like 4 something and I didn't even notice. I was knitting. And now it's 4:15. Day? maybe not wasted. I have a yellow hat that is funky-looking and a bit too big for my head.

Today I also found, or rather got around to finally listening to, BEATALLICA. Which is a band who mixes Beatles and Metallica songs and oh yeah they are FRIGGING AMAZING and awesome and kinda my new favorite band now. ALL YOU NEED IS BLOOD. And like that.

My feet, they are cold. I have to go about town for alive after 5 but I'm not, like, majorly looking forward to it cos there's like, people out there and I'd have to put shoes on and stuff, and oh I've got Great Yarns tonight, too, that'll be fun. I love hanging out with the knitters/crocheters. Which usually is just me and Mary and sometimes Heather. A little lonely.

The yarn I dyed last night- so I first did grape and it turned out awful, truly, just pretty bad, color wise and it didn't even dye all the way through. So I put some red KoolAids I had- fruit punch and black cherry, I think- in with it and zapped the yarn a few more times, now it's this kind of purple/red mottled color, it's very nice. Not sure what to make with it though? I'm starting some armwarmers with this stuff I dyed ages ago, sorta a pink/red, and I'm guessing the pattern as I go but I'll have to learn something when it comes around to the thumbhole, since these are on DPNs.

Borrreedd. hnn. I will have to change my pants before Alive After Five. And find some shoes. Combat boots or Cons? not Beatle Boots. Although. Well. Maybe Beatle boots. I could pull them off. I look ridiculous in them-but they sound wonderful, this nice clik-clak, heel-toe sort of thing, and I feel spectacular in them. Boots do wonders for confidence. But my poor heels- blisters, all the time, or pre-emptive BandAids.

Oh hello, thank you Amazon. I looked up Beatallica and it reccomends someone called Lez Zeppelin. They're an all-female Led Zeppelin cover band. AWESOME. My new heroes. I want to start a- oh, this here is my secret unattainable dream- all-female Beatles cover band. Yeah. I know. It's ridiculous but there are none and I really want to but I can't play an instrument or sing, really, but has that ever stopped anyone? I secretly really want to do this but nobody knows and, sigh,
Holy shit, Beatles cover band 1964- epic. I'm watching one of their videos and they have them down- down to the way John stands as he plays his guitar and the way George taps the beat with one foot, then the other, on and off like that.

Later, 8:30: At times like this- I wish I had some real-life real friends. Since I'm completely fucking alone. Blake is at his friends house and I'm home, so terribly alone. And heartbroken and alone, did I mention so. fucking. alone? Maybe pizza will make this better. I doubt it. Fuck. SO bored and lonely.