tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303369.post-1108736096964759492005-02-18T08:58:00.000-05:002005-02-18T09:14:56.970-05:00<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/55981983@N00/4975021/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/4975021_6b59f0c796_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a> <br /> <span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"> </span></div><br /><br />I just re-read that last post, and I am scared! No, I am not!! on crack...it was a result of taking a bunch of pictures, wanting to fit them all in, and rushing a post just to get it out there. So, my apologies for the completely dreadful writing. It is taking a lot of self restraint to not frog...er...delete the whole thing and start over.<br /><br />Let's try this with some sanity...As previously mentioned...er...babbled about, I started Clappy on Sunday. Here's the view on Valentina's table. I am not happy with the colors in the photo, they are much better IRL. Next time, perhaps I should take a photo in V's <a href= "http://www.memoija.com/index.php?p=99">bathroom</a>? Sunday night and Monday all day were spent in a hotel at 28th and Park with the BF, in an attempt to take a mini vacation from our stressful living situations in limbo. Not too terribly much knitting happened. <br /><br />Tuesday I went back to work, and had my appointment for my expedited passport. When finishing up my paperwork before my appointment, I realized that the passport people still have their nasty rule that only a driver's license is a form of ID. A NYS issued non-driver ID or learner's permit is not acceptable. Of course, I had to suffer through just as much at the DMV to get aforementioned learner's permit (except for obviously the road test) but they don't care. So I put in a desperate call to the BF to see if he could meet me at the passport place and sign an affidavit saying that I am me. Since he passed a road test, apparently his word means something to them? After arriving at 11:45 for my 12:30 appointment, I was given a number, and told it would be about a 2 1/2 hour wait time....It was a bit longer... Luckily the metal detector guys allowed me to bring my knitting in, and I got almost up to the straight part of Clappy. And, with the BF there to sign the "I know her" paperwork, I now have a passport, just in time to fly off to Hong Kong on the 1st to work with sweater vendors there. Which is so not the fun you might expect. There is a big difference between the yarn I like to knit with, and the yarn we can afford for work to produce hundreds of thousands of sweaters that retail under $30. <br clear="all" />Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586383381624182204noreply@blogger.com