Tonight I'm taking a break.
I've been knitting for most of the past week, and while I have made significant progress on the scarf, I'm wanting a break. So I think tonight is going to be a watch TV or read or perhaps do some watercolor night. Also, my wrist is starting to bother me.
Note that this did not stop me from buying yarn this evening at Gangnam. Well, to be fair, I bought some on Thursday, and I went back with a new SnB friend looking for the same colorway, cause I really liked it and I decided I didn't want to mix two different ones. I got my colorway. and some cute light green ribbon-y stuff that I think I wanna try to make a shawl out of. And the ajuma who runs the place gave me another ball and my needles for free, which was pretty sweet. She does stuff like that though - She gave me a free ball the other night too.
I have Kraft Mac now! I met Robin in Itaewon for lunch today and we went to this place called Macaroni Market. Their macaroni was decent, but I really have been just craving the cheap stuff, so she took me to a little shop that sells foreign food and I got a box of mac and cheese. The place was way overpriced, but that's to be expected. My box was roughly $3.50. They had Captain Crunch, but it was $12 for the big box and I was like, um, no. Yes, I'm serious. But as Robin said, why charge less than what people will pay? And yes, people will pay that here, to get American foods, especially if they don't have access to the base.
I ended up reading another Night World book last night/this morning before bed. I'm perfectly cognizant that, while I mock my sister for her reading tastes (bad yaoi and how to raise pigeons), my own are just as bad. But that's the huge difference - I recognize that I read bad stuff, and read it precisely for that reason. Also, I like to flatter myself that, while most of it is completely fluff (both types of metaphorically) there are some good parts. So this is what I was reading:
Morgead and Jez are awesomely funny. For one thing, Morgead gets angry really easily, and he has an abandonment complex cause his mom left him when he was 12 and he has really pretty green eyes that Smith (the author) is always comparing to emeralds. Not the most inventive image, I know. Oh! And floppy black emo hair that's always getting in his eyes. But she does come up with cool - a train as a white dragon. Anyway, my favorite part of the book has to be Morgead in one of his "Excited States" (minds out the gutter, please). Here's an excerpt:
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Spoiler: At this point Jez has been staked and is trying to die peacefully. Morgead takes umbridge at this.
And then, through the mist and the gold and the warmth and the peace, came a voice that wasn't gentle at all. That was roaring in sheer outrage and fury.
"DON'T YOU DARE DIE ON ME, JEZEBEL! DON'T YOU DARE! Or I'll follow you to the next world and KILL you."
Suddenly, in the pretty gold mist, she could see something else. The only thing in the universe that wasn't golden.
It was a silver cord.
"You come back and you do it right now," Morgead bellowed in her ears and in her mind. "Right now! Do you hear me?"
The peace was shattered. Nothing seemed quite so warm and wonderful anymore, and she knew that once Morgead got into one of his Excited States, he wouldn't stop yelling until he got what he wanted.
There's some more here but I don't feel like typing it all...
Jez whispered, "I told you never to call me Jezebel."
Then she fainted.
Aw, isn't that so cute and angsty and 17 and you wanna just cuddle him? -pets- It's okay, Morgead, I have red hair too, just like Jez.
Anyways - time for tv. or more reading. Robin gave me a copy of American Gods and lord knows people have been telling me to read that for forever. Still feel like water-coloring tho...