Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Angst in my pants

I'm not really sure how you can not like snow. Here we have last week's (and apparently, if you are to believe the media, this century's worst) Danish blizzard. Come on, it's not like I have a mighty interesting view from the living room window, but still, it's sooooo pweeetty!
However, now the thaw is coming on and that's one thing I really don't enjoy. Lots of weather types can be annoying to be sure, but thaw is the only one that really strikes me as gross. It just makes everything look like a soggy, filthy rag. Yuk, I say.

Another yuk was when I spent some indoor time (apparently, not many of my friends could see the appeal of throwing themselves down a snow-clad hill on something like this. Seriously, I want that one!) dying 500 grammes of silk. Goddamn, have you got any idea how bad that stuff smells when you soak it?! Anyway, I don't have any pictures of the finished product juuust yet, only soggy yarn in a colander (why is that such a funny word? Colandercolandercolander), but as of now, I'm in the midst of knitting it into a Clapotis.
Right, I'm off. I need to get my bike to a check-up. Tonight is Gilmore Girls-night, ever so by the way. Last week saw Lorelai pouring coffee over a wedding dress to the sound of what immediately after became my favourite song of the week, Angst in my Pants by Sparks. I love that show.

Friday, February 16, 2007

Hey, I forgot about these. Eunny Jang's Endpaper Mitts. Purdy, no?

Once you go black...

In a winter like this, which Politiken, I think it was, described fittingly as "not really winter as much as a constant shower with your clothes on", I don't really think that being Scandinavian is as much fun as it usually is. It might be the eskimo blood in my veins, or, in lack thereof, the eighth of Polish blood (I'm afraid that my greatgrandmother, Pelargia, is the most exotic branch in a family tree made up by almost exclusively southern Danes - not very exciting!) longing for a continental climate and subzero temperatures.
Anyway, right now I find that the best thing about being Scandinavian is the salty liquorice - mmmm, ammonium chloride for breakfast!
I think that Super Piratos are the only thing currently on the market with exactly the legal percentage of ammonium chloride (too much of the stuff can cause high blood pressure and, in children still growing, damage to the bones), but when I was a kid, my mother was crazy for a particular kind called Vampires that (at least in our town) you could only get at Wohlenberg, a local shop selling wine, spirits, tobacco and, of course, sweets. I could really do with a trip to that shop right now - it still smells like it did when I was five!
But I digress - at some point Vampires became illegal under some EU directive or other, because they contained too much ammonium chloride, but right now I could really, really do with one! I've seen you can get sets to make your own salty liquorice - maybe that's an option if I feel a bit like gambling with my health? Hmm...
Byt the way, can you tell in what the salty fish is blobbing around?

Sunday, February 11, 2007


Hmm. Not exactly That Seventies Yarn. Not exactly bad. Not exactly was I was going for, either! I dunno. I have some colour remover, maybe I could use that to lighten it a tad? What do you think?

Friday, February 09, 2007

They want our way of life. Well, they can have mine any time they like...

Right, kids. Either this experiment is going to turn out horribly bad or really well, I think. The smell of wet wool and vinegar is spreading around the apartment because, lo and behold, I'm dying self-striping sock yarn (using Eunny's method). And besides being worried that my flat will smell vinaigrette sheep permanently, I can't really figure out whether I chose the right colours for this project. What I'm going for is this. Chocolate and violet goodiness. But I have nasty feeling that what I'll end up with is That Seventies Yarn. Oh well.

Monday, February 05, 2007

Stupid girl

Ah yes, the blog. I would like to say that I've been busy, but I am afraid I'd be lying, I'm not really doing anything these days apart from sleeping and playing Bejeweled 2, sad bastard that I am.
I did however find the time to knit these Cablenet socks from the Fall 2006 Knitty. Now, besides the fact that they're not blocked and I chose a really bad combination of pattern and yarn, obscuring both how nice a yarn Black Purl actually is and the tiny cables that are actually a pain in the arse to knit, do you see what's wrong here? That's right, I forgot a pattern repeat in the sock on the right! In the cuff, no less. Sigh. Do reckon it would be possible to rip down the left sock from the top and then do a new rib? Because, honestly, there is no f***ing way that I am ripping the whole foot back on number 2.
More FO's coming shortly. Possibly.