Hi all,

Just wanted to let you know that I have a new blog:

http://cfieds.wordpress.com

So I guess it means that I will no longer be updating regularly in here, if at all.
I will, of course, keep this so that I can keep up with you all and comment and such.
But don't be a stranger, drop by my new one every once in awhile.

Books that I have and will read this summer:
Plain Truth, Jodi Picoult (8/17)
Farenheit 451, Ray Bradburt  (6/10)
Lolita, Vladamir Nabokov (7/7)
In My Hands: Memoirs of a Holocaust Rescuer, Irene Cut Opdyke
After Long Silence: A Memoir, Helen Fremont
e: A Novel, Matt Beaumont (6/9)
Atonement, Ian McEwan (8/8)
The Da Vinci Code, Dan Brown
P.S., I Love You, Cecelia Ahern (8/15)
Jemima J: A Novel About Ugly Ducklings and Swans,  Jane Green(6/12)
A Million Little Pieces, James Frey(7/1)

Books in bold are being read currently.
Books in strikethrough are finished.

List is subject to change. Additions will be made, I can promise that.

Erika is coming tonight! Yay!

I love my mom:
"Erika really misses you."
"I knowwww. We've been talking a lot online."
"Do you think she'd want to spend the weekend in Chicago?"
"I asked earlier and she said she really didn't have the money."
"Yes she does. I do. I'll give her train money and a ride to the station. I'll talk to her in a bit."
"Tell her it's her coming home/leaving for real college/late birthday gift."

Heehee. I'm excited.


So my jeans finally came from American Eagle (yay!). I'm still waiting on sock yarn that I ordered from Etsy...but that's being done through the USPS. And we know how much they hate my mail (they took 3 weeks to deliver Clayton's letter from MD and then just completely ate my response back to him--they better not eat my sock yarn).

I finished the iPod cosy I was working on. I ended up making two because the first was WAY too small. So I frogged it and it is now scrap yarn. I also finished the wrist warmers, but I may have already mentioned that. I also decided what I'm doing for a friend's birthday and I need to order the yarn and needles, but I have time--these have to be done by the end of October.

Okay. Air and water show this weekend.
PLANES CONSTANTLY FLYING OVERHEAD. LOUD.
This is what I get for living so damn close to the lake.

I'm off. I'm going downtown for a bit.

Uhm, 5 1/2 hours of sleep, what?
So I couldn't fall asleep last night (again, ugh) and didn't do so until 4am-ish. Okay, so I'll just sleep in, screw up my sleep schedule for work, whatever. It's the summer.
NO. OF COURSE NOT. I forget that they are building a porch on a building across the alley...
Thus, I wake up at 9:30 and for the past 45 minutes it's been a hammer pounding out the same rhythm, and occasionally punctuated by a power saw.
I can't imagine how the people in that building feel.
Well, actually, I could. I'm close enough. Bah.

So seeing Amanda Palmer last night didn't work out, and then I saw that Joshua Radin was playing at House of Blues and tickets were only $16-hell yes! BUT NO. After everything was said and done with fees and crap, the tickets would have been $30. Pretty much doubled. I don't think so.
I really want to go see Jack's Mannequin this week and Ludo at the Q101 Block Party, but those tickets are about $40 and $30 sans fees, respectively. I need to save my money because I AM GOING TO ROCK ISLAND TO SEE MY FAVORITE ROCK ISLANDER. Thank goodness.
Also, my two most favorite people in the world come back to Illinois this week.  I don't know when I will see either one, but hey. They'll be here.

Uhm, my sunburn is peeling. So now I have a peely tan. Ew. My arm is peeling the most, I think, but I can't see the backs of my legs that well.  Ugh, so gross.

I had a dream last night that I was getting a manicure to match how I painted my toe nails. And then I was trying to get on the CTA Red Line, but it was on the elevated tracks and I got confused and got on the train going south instead of north and some girl from high school that I never really talked to was all like, "Way to go Christine, getting on the wrong train." And I was really angry and frustrated for other reasons that I don't remember.
Yeah, I don't know.   :D

I'm off to go find something to do with myself today.

I went to the beach on Wednesday and got caught up Atonement and forgot to reapply sunscreen. I now have the worst sunburn I've ever gotten. I'd had similar, but it was only a patch on one thigh. This is from my waist down, and really bad on the backs of my legs. While they are no longer bright right, they are still pink and just about anywhere you touch on my legs is very tender. I don't have blisters, so I'm hoping that I'm in the clear for that. I've had to wear a skirt the past two days if I leave the apartment, for decency's sake.
I also managed to take for a nice, 2 inch long strip of skin just above my ankle bone that morning. Double ow. My entire ankle is now tender. I have not cut myself like that while shaving since I was, oh, say, 13. Ugh.

Haircut today. I love it.

I haven't been eating much lately. I hate how it gets to hot in the summer because then I want nothing to do with cooking or food.

I've started making fingerless mitts (mmm, angora, I love it), but I think I am going to make them into convertible mittens, if I have enough yarn left. 

My entire body hurts. I want this to stop.

I'm getting a desk tomorrow, thank goodness. Sitting on my bed all the time to use my computer is bad for my back.
I'm falling asleep while typing. I'll finish this later, maybe.

So the screen on my camera is very broken, but the rest of it works. I can take pictures, but I don't know the end result until I put my memory card in my computer.

Anyhow, here is the tattoo:

Bad photo quality. I apologize.


Also, I finished my shrug that I was knitting. I just need to sew the sleeves together, which is a project for today. Also, I need to make a bracelet or two today (knit, of course).

I'm thinking about postponing the iPod cosy. I have some thinking to do on that. I need to finish the handtowel (ugh, boringness) and a scarf that is a gift. Also, I need to find some nice sock yarn for Sam's socks.

This cat. Goodness. He keeps chewing on my fingers as I type. How annoying.
I think Hil and I might go to Target tonight to take a look at area rugs.

I think I'm going to go knit and feel productive. First, I need to put the cat in Hil's room. I don't want to deal with him while I am knitting. It's not fun.

Karma is a bitch. It'll come around.




Also, new tattoo. I love it.
Picture when my camera isn't broken.

Desmond the Inbred has come close to death/severe bodily harm twice in the past week.

Thursday or Friday night he damn near hung himself. He has a little mousey toy that Hil bought him that hangs over the door and dangles and such.  So I guess he was playing with it and was rustling around in a bag as usual and Hil noticed that he wasn't really moving too much anymore and found that the toy was wrapped around his neck and he was laying kinda motionless.

Tonight he decided to climb on my wire cubes when he slipped and fell off, only his back leg got caught and he was dangling and screaming (yes, this cat was screaming, I've never heard anything like it) and I just about had a heart attack. It was easy enough to free him, I just had to lift him up but as soon as his leg was no longer caught he flew out of my arms and ran off to the dining. I went to find him and he whimpered and scuttled into Hil's room and laid down on the rug and refused to move. He sat there whimpering and it was the most heart breaking thing ever, I almost cried because it was so pitiful and yeah, I'm weird. I thought it may have been dislocated or broken, but after he laid down  for about 30-45 minutes, he was up and hobbling around and after another 15 he was bounding around chasing random things and being weirded out by the dishwasher.  He's fine. Just a bit...stupid.
As I was telling Hil about this ordeal, we watched him headbutt my door in an attempt to attack a feather toy. He bounced off and frolicked away.

I had an allergic reaction to god knows what today. It was weird. It may have been the Thai food I had last night. I hope not.

Also, homeless people have taken to sleeping under the back stairs by the basement door. The guys upstairs were nice enough to let us know, seeing as we're girls and probably in more danger of weird things happening than they are. Thank goodness I do laundry early in the day (this is only so I can hang my laundry to dry). Pretty much, we just need to let the police know whenever we see one and they come and scare them away. Soon enough, word on the street will be that 3541 is not the place to be.

Mom is coming on Wednesday, I am going home with her this weekend. I'm looking forward to really doing laundry (and using a dryer) and eating at Happy Wok. Woo!

My father is an asshole.
I haven't talked to him in a month at least, but from what Mom told me about recent events, he's just an ass.
He may be more than half the reason why I'm so fucking wary of guys.
Thanks.


In other news, Mom's birthday was today.

Delilah's was yesterday. My little itty bitty kitty turned 2. (:


Also, I am missing my best friends more than ever. I need them back.

Boys are stupid.
Sayin'.