In which I complain about how unproductive I am, again

Ok, ok, I'm gonna write this before I loose my will to live again.

So, Detox here, coming atchu with a slow verse


I have like a thousand ideas about shit to blog about, and absolutely no motivation or attention span to follow through with anything.

If you've read my previous few posts -Seriously, who the fuck reads this?- I want to start a little series about scary ghost stories,  also I've been wanting to do fanfiction rants for a fucking eternity. Aditionally, there are not one, or two but three fucking posts about knitting and crocheting that I've been trying to write without much success.

However, ever since Venezuela's first major energy blackout on March 7, internet access has gone to shit, and I've found myself with long hours of either no power or no internet access. Instead of being a fucking productive bitch and work out, or work on my final paper in order to graduate, or write a blogpost, I've been very dramatically looking into the distance and not. doing. anything.

FUCK

THAT

SHIT

I don't know how long this bout of productivity is going to last, but I'm going to make the best of it.

*Proceeds to dissapear for 5 years again*

Dammit.

Spooky Traditions - Preserving Oral Stories

Ok y'all, bear with me while I try to explain this fuckery both to myself and to you:

Everyone likes scary ghost stories, even non believers in anything paranormal will jump in with a creepy story from time to time... I guess that everyone loves a good scare from time to time. I mean, there's gotta be a reason they're making a 3rd part of fucking Annabelle...

And it sure as fuck ain't cause of the thrilling plot and masterfull and sober acting

 I was watching Grav3yardgirl newest  video about ghost stories, and it just got me thinking about supernatural experiences/ghost stories andI got to the startling realization that pretty much all of my repertoire of supernatural happenings comes mostly from stories shared by family, stories from my grandma, from her sisters and brothers, from my mom and my uncles and aunts, stories that all the children from my family grew up with...
 And, it might sound silly, but my grandma is dead, most of her brothers and sisters are too, and even some of my uncles and aunts are leaving us too, and I feel that slowly a little part of my family's story is slowly disapearing, I mean, who's gonna warn the next generation about Springheeled Jack and the importance of avoiding strangers?

Then again, is it really necesary for these stories to be passed on? I mean, they fulfilled (I think) a purpose besides scaring the shit out of me, for example, that story about Springheeled Jack my aunts used to tell, asides from implying that my aunts threw fucking rocks at some sort of hellspawn, also taught me (intentionally or not) to always be wary of strangers, to be watchfull of unfamiliar people in "safe" spaces, because you never know when that weird guy going around your street is suddenly gonna leap 10 feet in the air and dissapear in a vortex of darkness, you know, in the usual venezuelan fashion.

Or, maybe I'm aproaching this from the wrong angle, maybe its not about something being deserving to be preserved because it serves a particular end, or because it teaches X lesson. Maybe these silly stories that used to terrify me should be preserved just for the fact that they exist, because at some point someone possibly either experienced something paranormal or simply made it up and decided to share it. And THAT in of itself says something, I'm not sure what, but it says something.

If I had the will and the energy to actually dig up my old college books I could maybe write up something about how these paranormal stories could be a link of sorts between the "magical" and the mundane, a way for two worlds so very often isolated from each other to mix. And about how said stories end up being (as all artistics endeavors) a reflection on the current social, cultural and political reality at the time birth of that story.


This got rambly as fuck, and I just wanted to write a little blurb as a sort of preface for this posible series of posts...


So, in the future (knowing me probably next fucking year) expect some scary (not really, you'll see)  ghost stories, I guess

2013 Knitting Resolutions

Yo! In an amazing display of responsibility that shocks  even me, I decided to post my list of knitting resolutions... I won't do resolutions like "I want to knit 600000 yards this year" or "I'm gonna knit ALL the swaters in The Celtic Collection" , mostly because they always lead to dissapointment and depression... Intead, what I want to do for the 2013 is try new techniques, tackle patterns that have been taunting me for ages...
So, during this year I want to:
- Learn to do double knitting
- Get better at doing stranded colorwork
-Actually understand how the fuck do you do entrelac
-Try a fancy pansy, one hundred charts and 4 diferent edgings to choose lace shawl, preferably a circular one, since it'll probably end up as a table runner... Also, the key word here is TRY, if I found the little bastard to be too much of a problem I'll frog it...
-I want to crochet a garment, or a hat...
-A blanket... For some sick and unexplainable reason I want to try either crocheting or knitting a blanket... I might actually do a bicraftual project and make a bunch of afghan blocks...
- This one is not really a resolution but a "if I have time" kind of thing: I want to knit a cardigan for myself, with a hood, and probably cables, or colorwork... I still don't know, but I want to make myself a fucking cardigan so awesome that people die of sheer envy when the see it...

Now, just like I mentioned above, I'd like to tackle a few patterns that have been teasing me for a while and I've been too much of a chicken to try them... This pattern tackling, wich I hope I manage to do, its gonna be called "Bitch, you goin down!", and will be accompanied by this little pseudobadge

I couldn't bring myself to purposely make a spelling mistake

Now, a list with some of the bitches that hopefully will be going down:

-Enpaper Hat
-Bicolor Spiral Hat - This might be the first bitch going down, since I have a yarn that will do the trick
- Pax - This might actually take a while, I've read the pattern and duuuuude I don't undertand shit >.<
-Selbu Modern
-Coachella - I have plans to knit at least 3 of these for several family members...
- Either Pamina, Maeva or Window Pane Socks, just to see how long until I lose my mind
- This thing, just because it looks fucking awesome
-And Finally, a Clapotis, because why the fuck not?

Please note, this is not a definitive list, I just included the ones I find "doable" during this year

Now, If you guys excuse me I have a bag's ass to kick... More to come in this issue, I promise!

A year of projects - 2012 in a Nutshell

So, 2012 its over,  and taking into account that I haven't posted as much as I'd like to, I thought It would be nice to make a post summing up everything I did during 2012... that way I can stop feeling guilty over the bunch of crap I haven't blogged about, and start fresh (blogwise) this new year...

During 2012 I...

-Joined the Nerd Wars game, and met a bunch of cool and loving people. I'm a proud member of team Shady Cels, dedicated to everything animated (comics, cartoons, anime, manga, claymation etc).

-Crafted a bunch of toys, a few of them (like beekat) weird as fuck

that little lion was also my first time using fun  fur... 

- I did my first try on pinneaple crochet... Its pretty cool, but the pattern I chose had an increasing number of picots every round, it wasn't pleasant...

-I had de chance to work with self striping yarn, and I loved it (also, the fucking socks match!!!), sadly the yarn was discontinued...

- I knitted my first dishcloth, that soon was followed by a bunch more...

- HATS!! I made a bunch of them...

these are just a few, I couldn't find more pics... Also, the red hat in the middle is evil, I almost died while working on it

-I frogged one of my biggest projects, in wich I had been working since  2011, because I realised I wasn't doing the YO's properly... Someday I'm gonna start it again, at leat thats what I tell myself...

- Continuing with the frogging, I knitted a pair of socks, said socks were assaulted by what I believe were goblins rapists, and I frogged and reused the yarn... I made a Clapoktus 

- I had the opportunity to test knit one of Denise's (from Voie de Vie) accesories collection patterns, the Piaf Scarf... 

-Also, I gave up to peer pressure and crafted baby clothes for the first time... I might  do it again :p

-Around  November (or something like that), Blogger pulled a total dick move and put  a 1GB limit to their picassa photo storage, read here.... Also, read here for a few options to get around the blogger photo limit

-The mayans were bluffing, the world didn't explode... 

   note: this is a joke, the mayans never predicted the end of the world, just the end of an era

- And finally, I end the year with MOAR WIPS that when it started... A problem that I hope to fix during this first month...

two bags, a sock, and two scarves (well, technically a scarf and a stole)

Next time (which could be tomorrow or next october, who knows), New year knitting resolutions!

Breaking out a.k.a Fuck you Jiminy Cricket!

So... Its been a while huh? I don't really have much of an explanation for my absence in the blogosphere... Except that the fucking brain-melting parasite is back... No, I haven't lost my mind (I think), but everytime I'm meaning to do anything, from saying hello to someone on Facebook, to replying to an email or even getting up from bed, I get this awful and nasty voice in my head, saying awful stuff like "whats the point?", "who cares about what you have to say? you're not gonna make any difference", "you're stupid, go die plzkthnks"... 

And so far the fucking brain melting parasite has been succesfull... I've stopped talking to people to the point we're my poor social skills, have become even more awkard, if thats even posible... I wouldn't say I'm depressed, depression is a fucking serious  thing, but I haven't felt "good" in a while... And I've had enough of it... I don't like feeling out of place everywhere and everytime, and I've had enough of that little voice telling me off each time I feel like doing anything...
I'm gonna put my shit in order, and I swear on my Madeline Tosh Sock skein that I'm gonna be a productive human being again, no more lurking on the net, no more ignoring my friends, and no more postponing stuff...

I have a few things planned for this blog (which by the way, its gonna be a year old in a few weeks), including (possibly) a pattern...