My sister’s dog Buster has his own page on Dogster. That kind of cracks me up.
There’s a Catster site too, but I think a Flickr page is enough for one cat, isn’t it?
Nintendo guru wants more happy games. See, that pretty much encapsulates my whole issue with the video games industry. There are just too many “dark” games based on violence and horror. I want to play fun stuff that challenges while still making me smile.
Stella McCartney Target Mayhem. Dude, maybe I won’t go to Bondi Junction tonight after all. (Link courtesy of Bex.)
Later: Holy crap. I guess there’s no point in going. They cleaned the place out. And get this:
The most popular items were McCartney’s much-hyped trench coat in grey and navy – just 6000 are available Australia-wide…
SOB. That’s what I wanted! If any of you happen to find yourself in a Target that has the Stella trench in a size 14, BUY IT. I will reimburse you. Black is preferable, but I’ll take any.
Wow. Thirty-five years after admitting women, Notre Dame finally elected an all-female ticket to the office of Student Body President and Vice President. Well done, ladies!
Photos from Sunday’s Metafilter Meetup. Those are some great folks, and I such a good time I put my knitting away after only five minutes. The only negatives: beer at the Australian was over EIGHT DOLLARS A PINT, which is a rort. (Although it did keep me from drinking very much.) And then seven hours later I puked up my dinner, which I can only attribute to possible food poisoning from the salad I had. (Like I said, I didn’t drink much.)
That there is the body of my Argyle Kitty Kat Cardy FINISHED. Well, not technically finished. I have to weave in a million ends and embroider on the white diagonal lines and the cat faces, but the actual knitting is done. (I used a three-needle cast off for the shoulders.) Folks, that is a total of eight days from start to finish for that sucker. And did I mention it’s in BLACK 4-PLY? I’m a little amazed myself. I was helped by the fact that halfway through the week I checked my row gauge and realized that doing five diamonds up the front was going to make it too long. I fretted about the non-symmetry of only doing four, but the girls at the guild meeting today convinced me it’d be fine. So that saved me 20% of the expected time.
As of this moment, I have exactly thirteen days left before the exhibits have to be turned in. And of course, I still have to knit the sleeves. Anyone want to take bets on whether I make it?
And in health news, I think I’m feeling better. My temperature seems to have stabilized and my throat isn’t getting any sorer. Of course, this damn bug might just be incubating til my holiday starts…
I started feeling crappy yesterday at work, and today I’m officially running a fever. My throat is starting to get sore. I think I’m finally experiencing a visit from the Dreaded Summer Flu, which has claimed many a victim in the past month. On the upside, I slept in til 11:30 today.
Study backs worth of Atkins diet. Interesting reading. I don’t know that I’ve lost any significant weight yet (mostly because I’ve done very little exercise) but at least I haven’t binged in the past two weeks. So that’s good.
This Ask MetaFilter question about the way we define our relationship with food really struck home for me. Parts of the question (and the ensuing comments) could have been written by my subconscious. I know for a fact that when I was most successful with Weight Watchers, I was thinking about food *constantly*. It was something I focused on nearly every minute of the day. I also know that the reason I’ve put back on a little bit weight in the past few months (and the reason I’ve stopped going to WW) is because I got tired of maintaining that focus. I got tired of tracking every bit of food. I got tired of taking special dishes to potluck dinners so I could avoid everyone else’s fatty (and delicious) contributions. I got tired of denying myself things. Of course, none of this is how it’s supposed to work. WW was supposed to help me deal with these underpinning emotional issues so that I wouldn’t have to obsess about food. But instead it became just another test, a system that I could game by being clever. So while I’d say WW was successful in getting off the weight, it didn’t help me deal with why I had gained it in the first place. (And yes, I realize completely that going back to Atkins is just grasping for another set of rules I can manipulate.) I dunno. That anonymous poster got me thinking. Maybe I need to try an entirely different approach…
Attention Sydney Fashionistas: The Stella McCartney range at Tar-zhay is launching this coming Monday! I am seriously loving a couple of those coats. As far as I can tell, the Bondi Target is open the latest on Monday nights (7pm). Anybody want to head over there after work with me? You may even get to see me wrestle someone for a trench coat.