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I told you I'd be a menace with the digital camera... - Diary of a Necromancer
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I told you I'd be a menace with the digital camera...
I finally got my hands on a DVI cable that wasn't long enough to wrap around my desk several times, so as long as I was screwing around with the monitor anyway, I decided to teach Gaius a new trick:


Not sure what I think of this yet; he seems a little upset about something, and is expressing his displeasure via the Gay Beachball Of Doom quite a bit more often than previously, but I can't tell so far if it's the DVI vs analog switch, or simply suddenly having his face on sideways. More testing is obviously required.

The Gods of Parcel Post also brought me a much-needed yarn-torturing-device known as a swift, which is a vast improvement over my previous efforts to ball-up yarn working with the skein over a chair, or Mum, or heavy objects parked nearby on the floor:


At left we see the swift in working position; at right, folded up to sit neatly on the table where the yarn-winder lives. Although at the moment it's actually taken to bits and sitting on the bathroom windowsill to air out, since it smelled pretty strongly of tung oil when it came out of the box.

And yes, that's my DSL line gaffer-taped to the living-room floor in the left picture...

The new landlord finally put in an appearance Wednesday noonish in the guise of chaperoning some insurance-types about the building (an activity that had been supposed to take place last Saturday, but whatever). Seems like a congenial enough fellow, and I think I was able to make myself clear enough about both A) that we're moving Some Time Soon and B) it's only coincidental to his having bought the building, that he probably won't give us too hard a time about it. I note with amusement that the previous owners hadn't mentioned the mice... Afterwards, so long as I was up anyway, I decided to plug away at my knitting-in-progress for a few hours, and made some visible headway:


The "manta eyes" at the top are the sleeves, which are all of a piece with the body... Note that the background has changed from the bed to the floor; even at that, I still had to actually stand on the bed to get all of it into the frame. By my rough calculations, if I work on it for 2 hours a night, I ought to be finished by my birthday (the 26th, in case anyone feels inclined to sacrifice me a couple of virgins, or bucks, whichever) -- which, conveniently, should be about when it's actually decent enough out for a jacket of this... sturdiness.

And now, a gratuitous picture of my cat:

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unhipster From: unhipster Date: March 9th, 2006 05:21 am (UTC) (permalink this entry)
Your cat totally looks like he is plotting something evil.
robling_t From: robling_t Date: March 9th, 2006 05:35 am (UTC) (permalink this entry)
Like doing a facehugger-leap if I don't get that camera away from her... :)
silverwerecat From: silverwerecat Date: March 9th, 2006 06:29 am (UTC) (permalink this entry)
Heh, I just love the look the Siamese tend to have at times - as though the rest of the world is way beneath them. :)
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