Bitter Much?
Okay, universe, I see that you are telling me I have no business going to the Sock Summit. After all, I'm on a yarn diet. I've got plenty of knitting books. I could practically open a shop with my magazine collection.
Perhaps it's completely wrong of me to be so angry, but you know, I wanted one. measly. class.
So now I shall have to take the mature road and pretend it's just not happening at all.
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4 Comments:
Awww man, that stinks. Leaves me wondering how many class slots there were in all. You can come to the summit anyway and visit me.
By Missamite, at 8:49 AM
I would love to hang out with you, Melissa! As soon as I stop being annoyed about it all. ;-D
By Cher, at 10:15 AM
Darn. I hate that. Did you know International Old Lacers is having their convention in PORTLAND next year? I'm an old lacer...
By Baba Jeanne, at 11:16 PM
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