Blogjam: [blahg jaam] -noun,
1. Phenomenon nearly always experienced in November due to NaMoBloPo when many people decide for some reason they will post daily throughout the month, causing a serious backup in your RSS aggregator.
2. The feeling you get upon logging onto your computer after being on vacation, being sick, experiencing a loss of internet or otherwise being separated from your computer for an extended period.
Dude, I’ve been busy for over four hours and now I have a total Blogjam in my GoogleReader. It’s so bad I’m just gonna mark all as read.
I couldn’t even find a link to the original source for NaMoBloPo. Perhaps it was because I wasn’t willing to dig beyond the first five search results, but if you ever thought for one second I wasn’t lazy, consider this my formal announcement. This daily post thing kills me every year and I don’t even participate, but this time it’s coinciding with actual busy times. I have 938 new items in my bloglines right now after reading blogs for four hours. Admittedly, anything that begins with “I don’t really have anything to post [but I have to post every day in November...]” I skip.
As you are probably aware, I’ve been flat ass busy the last couple weeks. Holidays at the office of things which are mailed are atrocious. I half-believe that the people who have been in car wrecks, catching the flu and breaking their wrists specifically chose this time of year to do it. And I’m taking notes because when it comes my time to seize the opportunity, I’ll be able to choose wisely in my timing, too. I haven’t been knitting terribly much because my shoulders, back and hands are so fatigued and achy that I’m afraid of doing myself actual harm by practicing my hobbies. I’ve been going to bed at 7 p.m., too, and I have yet to figure out a way to knit in my sleep, though I’ll be sure to write a book about the process should I achieve it. In order to get some inspiration about writing a post when I have been doing little aside from working and sleeping, I began by reading blogs-hence my realization that having entered here, I should abandon all hope. But you know what else it made me realize? I’m not feeling it right now. It’s not that people aren’t interesting. [It's not you, it's me.] I’m getting the blahgs again and hope it won’t last long. I don’t want to write. Or more specifically, I despise the feeling of obligation to write. The one helpful thing I ran across in my aborted attempt to catch up was Blogging Without Obligation. I am hereby invoking it. It may save me from slamming the door altogether. It’ll give me time to ponder the hows and whys and potential changes, at any rate.
Meanwhile, I did get out of my cage for a few hours yesterday and went to my abbreviated post-holiday knitting group and performed some public steeking. I wanted to demonstrate that it’s not the colossal and catastrophic event it has been made out to be. Even if I was doing this in a most calm and pragmatic fashion, people did sort of freak out. I blame the internet. Everyone likes a good knitting melodrama these days. At any rate, it went well. There are rumors of candid video but Claudia hasn’t posted them to YouTube so I can’t show you, but you can guess that the very word ’steeking’ means that I’ve reached the point in the Bauhaus sweater where cutting it open in some places to achieve key features like arm- and neckholes has become necessary. I think these are really going to improve the overall enjoyment and fit of the pullover, too. I got the neck band picked up and knitted and have picked up for sleeve one now, so I’m slowly but surely progressing.
I also did a little bit of spinning. When my hands hurt too much to knit, I thought perhaps the drafting motion may prove to be somewhat soothing so I worked on something small. One ounce of silk singles:
Amounting in 300 yards of lace weight softness. There are plans for this already working but I’m forcing them to the back of my thoughts until obligations are fulfilled. This will also give me a chance to reclaim a necessary reference out on loan. {Melissa. Ahem}
It will be competing with this:
Which is Corbiethat I won from The Chicken Goddess. Easiest yarn I ever got. All I had to do was offer a wrong guess and I got this beautiful sock yarn. I know it’s quite difficult to see the color changes in it because they’re difficult to detect in person as well, but that’s why I love it. There is blue and green and black and grey in there. Nobody else need ever know they’re there and I’ll still be elated.
