I've spent a lot of the morning picking the gunk out of my computer keyboard with a pink paperclip. It makes me unnaturally happy. Because, you know, my life is so exciting these days. (Actually it is a bit exciting right now but not in a good way).
Maybe I should mention some knitting instead. I'm knitting a black sock. The yarn is nice, the needles seem to be the right size and everything. But I've found that they are daytime socks. Black yarn is very hard to knit in the evening with just a lamp. I had gotten about 20 rows into the sock and I pulled it out during the day and realized there were dropped stitches everywhere. I couldn't see them under a lamp. So I did what every expert knitter does, pulled it out and started over.