Why does it snow at home and then not here? Baffling.

Today I picked up the "Sea of Blue" cross-stitching project again, which is a very odd name for a picture of an overgrown path running through a forest of bluebells. I'm working on the path, so it's not very blue, but mostly a tarnished brass color at the moment.

It does feel good to get back into the rhythm of counting, making endless Xs and marking them off on the chart. It's so like paint by numbers, really, but I stay away from the American stuff. It's just not modern enough for me. Maybe I like a bit of irony in my pictures, but roosters on tea towels are too much and video games aren't really my scene right now (though I am thinking of getting a DSi [my DS touchscreen doesn't respond very well anymore], but I need to conserve $$ for Oxford).

I watched MST3k 618, "High School Big Shot," and the beginning short was weird but funny.

This weather has really got me down. I've been lolling in the freedom of Saturday, but I'm sort of lonely and I can't really leave the house even though I'm hungry. I want something from The Earth.

I sent away for a huuuuge kit from maia back in December, redeeming the gift voucher that the magazine gave me. After I pushed "submit order," the final invoice came up as the original non-discounted price. I wrote them an email asking if the voucher had in fact gone through, and a month later (AFTER they sent me the kit) they emailed back to say that it had.

Last week I got ANOTHER kit in the mail. No invoice.

So I guess now I have two of these kits. Weird.