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What am I selling on Ebay today? Let the Revolution begin... *You can be any age to join the knitting revolution. It's not just grannies any more. *To join, just grab the nearest pointy things, and tie them to the nearest string-like substance. Wave them enthusiastically in the air, yelling passionate cries such as "och aye the noo!" *The revolution requires that you supply your own weapons. Er, needles. *Knitting can be sexy. Sure, it can. Go to knitty and be inspired! *Knit in public, and if anyone looks at you funny, you've always got a sharp metal thing handy with which to poke their soft bits. *Get all knitting-zen on people. Then when you really let your hair down, you can get away with it, because you're "that nice person, who knits". *insert evil laugh here* *Oh, yeah, almost forgot. The revolution will not be televised. Or... something like that. I moved to Canberra last November, and am now involved in the best Canberra knitting group! ... so any locals or visitors interested, go on over to Canberra Stich N Bitch yahoo group and join us in our dark endeavours! I mean, creative meeting of minds... er, yeah. Something like that. We meet at Starbucks in Civic on the first Thursday evening of every month, and the third Sunday of the month at 2pm. Come along! If you feel shy, feel free to post online first, or email someone to ask a few questions. :):):) If you want, use the contact button and I'll give you my details so we can get in touch. Always happy to get the interesting people of Canberra out of the woodwork... I know you're there, ya just hard to find sometimes *chuckle* Sydney Knitting Adventures continue at "my" previous knitting group in Newtown: Meet up for coffee, cake, and knitting adventures galore at Barmuda Cafe, Australia Street Newtown. It's opposite the police station, and across the intersection from Newtown Train Station. See the SSK Website for details :D You, and this many other people with a cramp in their forefinger: Interesting in knitting, and what other knitters are doing? Or are you just bored, or farting off at work while the boss ain't watching? Well then, I have just the thing to keep you busy for hours on end... go exploring the wonderful world of knitting blogs. Can you believe there's so many of us? I have my favourite blog-days, and these are some of them: A hairy tale Horn-y knitter Musical tongs God on the brain Blogging from behind a mask Creativity and productivity I am SUCH a nerd Deliver me from Swedish furniture Feminist backlash Modern beauty is a myth Instant karma’s gonna getcha Go feminism Harris the Well Clad Fish The love is in the food Embarrassment, Humiliation and Joy Booty The birth of a grammar avenger Beetles Traffic Lights, part 1 Spawn of Satan Traffic Lights, part 2 A long time ago, in a knitting bag far, far away... And my other blog, complete with a few little patterns: http://miscsqueak.blogdrive.com  
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Un-Knittsqueak Not knitting, just too much other stuff to do. Though I do have a cute photo from SSK the other day which Jenny took with her rather nifty digital camera... That's me. Sort of. Funny photo, I'm actually extremely UN-camera shy, so I don't usually end up with my face hidden, I'm much more likely to be grinning like a mad thing, all teeth bared and eyes about to go awol. So there you go. The waiter at Barmuda said I looked like Evil Heidi after I took my empty coffee cup to him and begged Oliver-style for more. Mwahahahahaha! 
BTW, the jumper I'm wearing is something I made yeeeeears ago (still lived at home then, sheesh loveys!) and it's from the wonderful Bendigo Woollen Mill's cotton. I knitted it over ten years ago and it hasn't stretched or lost its shape. It's gloriously soft, lush cotton and I think I need some more really soon. Amazingly enough, the jumper has bobbles. (At the time I still wasn't confident enough to alter patterns. Hey! I was 17 or something!) This may come as a surprise to those of you who are aware of my *lowers voice conspiratorially* bobble phobia. Yes my friends, I have an inordinate fear of knitted bobbles! They're reeeeeeally creepy. However, these ones have been quite seriously flattened by the inevitable march of time, so they don't freak me out quite so much as they could. *phew!* Now, on another note. I would do ANYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!! ANYTHING, I swear it, if I could just get my greedy little mitts on some of these. (Thinks about Faust and decides to qualify that statement - *almost* anything.)  So. If anyone knows of where I could get some, I'm ready to negotiate. I'm a fantastic calligrapher, a slightly above average knitter, a pretty damn decent cook, and would be willing to trade my services gladly for a packet of these. Since I'm quite happily married though, this does of course exclude sexual favours. Sorry. *snort* Oooh, what do the cards say about my day? 2 of Pentacles. Yay! I'm off on a hot date. The Bald Man's taking me to brekky, whoo hoo! Mmmmmm.... eggs benedict... *dashes off, drooling madly* Posted at 9:20 am by monnsqueak
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