gabalog: slacking already

I feel as if I've already become a blogging slacker: it's been what, two weeks and I've I feel bad that I haven't posted enough. I've set the bar high for myself (my self-imposed "bars" tend to be high- except in house cleaning) in terms of content, and I don't want to miss the mark so early (sorry about the over abundance of metaphors, or are they just mixed, or slightly conjoined, can you slightly conjoin). So I'm blogging about nothing as Christopher has a "meow" chat with Vladimir in the background. Let's see if I can inject some actual content- the secret knitting thing has all of it's knitting done and now only the writing is left to do. I feel a good bit fuzzy headed from a cold (or maybe it's allergies). So I'm going to stop typing and move to the living room- Metalocalypse first season is waiting (if you haven't watched it you must) and some dumb knitting (the second of the Zombie socks), hopefully between the two (which do seem to be rather a nice pairing) maybe my brains will rest (braiiiiiinnnnnnnnnssssssss the Zombies say) and I'll be able to make some progress and get the secret knitting thing off my plate.