day 9: totally stashed
Allright. So, my friend Sarah was on the phone giving me all this stash talk about how her stash is too big, and she really doesn't want an entire piece of furniture to store her stash in and blah-blah-blah. So, like, she wants me to go over and like, I say OK, and then I'm there and she is totally stashing me! She had this big pile of nice unwanted yarn, and she was all like, take it if you can use it. Um, yeah, why don't you just stash me to my face. OMG, I had no idea she was like that. Well, maybe I did.
And then she told me how she stashed Erica behind her back the day before, and I just don't think that's right.
Ahem. The above conversation with myself inspired by the deposition episode of the office. Because I just watched that, and talking trash is different than talking smack.
This yellow yarn made my fingers twitchy. Sarah doesn't know what it is. It came via a friend on a Mexican artists commune. Figures.






