the Village Knittiot

The late nights and early mornings are starting to get to me. Not that I have any intention of giving up play time in favor of sleep, mind you. But I am tired.

My knitting, has been pretty patient about the whole WoW obsession, but I’m starting to detect a sullen air coming from my yarn. My mittens are actually pouting. Just so they would feel included, I put them in a bag and I take them with me whenever I leave the house. I know they feel neglected and in my heart I know that I should do something about it, but I am overcome with this need to kill things and take their stuff. I feel an obsession like I have never had before to increase my character level, to spend talent points, improve my skills, and advance my professions. If knitting is an addiction, I think WoW may be a disease.

Last night I had a Kung Fu dream — just like a movie, about 4 kids who were Kung Fu masters. There is a book somewhere in this…

My house is in total disarray, but I can’t be bothered right now to do anything about it. And since I’ve decided this is the perfect week to give up guilt, I don’t even feel bad.

Tonight is my usual “Me” night (we call it “Me-vening around here, it’s just one night a week where we each have the entire night to do whatever we want on our own). I plan to knit a little. You know, make sure the mittens understand that I still love them. But I’ve already been away from WoW for 5 hours and I’m starting to get twitchy. *twitch* See? I need help.

Here’s a little picture of Strand (my Troll character from WoW) getting a little shut-eye with her husband Brogo.

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