Boring.

Boring boring boring.
That's my life as of now. I went swimming, and as soon as I got out of the pool, the sun went away and it got really windy. I froze.

Knitting, er, slogging away at the weird misshapen sweater-thing that has no idea what it wants to be. I've changed my mind like 20 times already.
The reason why I don't want the front to be one piece and long is because cotton just frames my belly and makes it look bigger. I don't want it short either because that looks weird if it's not with a sundress or similar thing. I'm very picky, but I don't really know exactly what I want. I know what I don't want, though.
Yada yada yada...Enough whining.

Yes, I read the Yarn Harlot's blog. I've been reading it for a while.