msfledermaus | My dinner with Emily...

I had a small celebratory dinner with my friend the Emil-y, since she just got promoted to Captain at the MIA. (She's one of the lovely security people there; the place is filled with old coworkers of mine. I have to go visit more often.) I made the inevitable curry, and we caught up and gossiped...I'd been making little knitted balls as an experiment, and we had a great time throwing them at each other and watching them bounce off our heads and get lost inside the World's Comfiest Couch. We watched the Young Ones. And threw more knitted balls.

And I taught her how to knit. She left with one of my loaner pairs of needles and some leftover blue and purple cotton yarn. I'm a baaaaaaaad Maus. I have to call Ben the Neighbor so we can call her up and chant, "One of us, one of us, Gooba Gabba, One of us!!!" And we must knit in public, dammit. Very very fucking soon. Who's up for cawfee and knitting next week, sayyyy...maybe Wednesday or Thursday night after work? I know just the place. No skill necessary, just your lovely company...

I hafta go do that hoodoo that I do so well...
*waggles the spoooooky fingers*