Well, it's christmas time again. Time for all the christian folks in this country to remember the birth of their founder, and give toys to children. Since I'm neither christian nor a child, however, things are a little different out here. To whit, christmas this year means knitting for family, and painful face holes for me. That's right, my aunt is keeping her word from thanksgiving, and taking me to get my nose pierced the monday after christmas. At a piercing parlor. With a needle. Into my nose.
I expect to get a lot of prime knitting done during my convalescence.
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