I've found my new favourite thing to do. Knitting. Me + yarn + knitting needles = hours of endless fun. I totally walked around York, knitting all the while. I got some looks, I think, but I was too busy knitting to notice. Ahahahaha.
So my weirdness has multiplied by a factor of a billion lately. I think maybe it's because I hang out with the youth so much. Yeah, that's it. But it's okay. I have been reassured:
"It's okee michelle. being weird is all part of who you are and if ppl can't appreciate you for who you are then they're the ones who are really weird." Yeah, so there. Ahahahahaha. Raaaaaaaight.
Apparently, my brand of weirdness is "too potent" to be measured on a regular scale. Ahahahaha. Call me "La Potente". AHAHAHAHAHaha. Okay, I know that's not funny, but really, imagine me coming up to you and saying, "Hey, call me La Potente." Right? Funny!
Alright, back to knitting. I'm almost done my very first square! We won't talk about the stitches I've dropped or how the sides are slightly squiggly, or how I didn't follow a pattern so it looks like yellow, turquoise and purple mush, or how my friend that I worked with did some of it today, or how it's not EXACTLY 8". Let's go back to how I love knitting and it's my new favourite hobby and how I'm 82 years old.
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