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Current Mood: amused
Current Music: Riot by Three Days Grace

“Hi-YAAA!”

“Aaaaugh!”

Mikey appeared as if out of nowhere and jumped on top of Max. “What the hell was that for?”

“Hahahahahaha! You should have seen your face!”

“Seriously, Mikey. If you had landed a foot over, you would’ve fallen down the stairs and broken your neck or something. Then I’d be the one laughing. Of course, Mom’d kill me…”

“Don’t worry. I wouldn’t miss. I am a ninja, after all.”

“No you aren’t.”

“Yes I am.”

“Aren’t”

“Am too.”

“No you aren’t. Ninjas are silent. They sneak up on people, slit their throat, and silently creep away.”

“How do you know? You haven’t met any.”

“Neither have you.”

“Yeah I have.”

“Name one.”

“Chuck Norris.”

“You haven’t met Chuck Norris. And besides, he isn’t a ninja.”

“Yes he is.”

“No he’s not. Does he have a katana? No. What about throwing stars? Hmm… Nope. Ninja stealth skills? I think not. And he doesn’t even look like a ninja.”

“If all ninjas looked like ninjas, people would recognize them and they wouldn’t be sneaky.”

“Good point. But that doesn’t make Chuck Norris one, either.”

“Chuck Norris doesn’t need katanas or throwing stars.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah. Underneath his beard is another fist.”

“So? Even if that was possible, which it isn’t, a real ninja would just chop the fist off. Or come from behind and stab him. Or poison him or something. Anyway, I don’t know why I’m even having this conversation with you. I’m leaving now. Have fun with your ninja fantasy.” He walked away.

Yes, it actually is possible to knit a platypus.

The only problem is that I have absolutely NO Idea how I made it...

I think I started with the tail.

Anyway, I used brown and black yarn that may or may not be part alpaca.

Current Mood: mellow
Current Music: A La Volonte du Peuple (Les Miserables)

I *finally* got around to uploading more pictures.

This is the Crayola Rabbit.

I made him with a pattern for a regular toy rabbit but decided that he looked better without limbs.

The Crayola Rabbit was made with orange, green and purple scrap yarn left over from a scarf I made like 5 years ago.

Current Mood: bouncy

Well, as you most likely don't know, I have a friend (Mady) who was diagnosed with leukemia at the end of the summer. Luckily she is doing much better now and will hopefully be fully recovered by the end of next year.

Anyway, I knit her a hat and mailed it to her last week.
 

http://madysparents.blogspot.com/

Current Mood: creative

 I decided this morning to randomly take pictures of all the knit stuffed animals I've made in the past year or so. I'm going to post the pictures. Eventually.

Anyway, here are the first few.

It's a snail! It may not look like it but it is.

Here it is from the other side.

And from the front.

I knit the shell in rainbow yearn and the head in fuzzy orange stuff.

More later.

Today we had to write the climax of our short story in language arts. The CLIMAX!!! And we haven't started writing the real story yet! I don't even half know what mine's ABOUT!!!
This is most irritating.
So tonight for homework, we were supposed to write the lead-up to the climax. Well, mine's more of the beginning of the story. So I made it the beginning.
I feel so *rebellious*.
Anyway, here it is, if anyone cares. I still need to think of names for the things that are red, and I'd appreciate any comments regarding storyline or lack thereof. It'll probably make more sense in a week or two, if I remember to post more of it.

                Edmund raced up the stairs of the tower at full speed. The stairs spiraled and the tower was tall, so by the time he reached the top he was out of breath and staggering dizzily.

He looked up.

A tall man’s silhouette was vaguely outlined in one of the tower’s windows.

“Von Snoodgrass.” He muttered “I should have known.”

“Ah, Edmund.” The man drawled “Yes, I’d wondered whether you’d show up on the scene.” He chuckled sinisterly.

“Where is he? What have you done with E?” Edmund darted frantically around the room, tearing papers off the walls, tipping tables, peering behind dusty bookshelves.

“You wish to see him? Then follow me.” Von Snoodgrass strode off in the direction of what appeared to be a blank wall and pressed a rock that, at first glance, appeared to be no different from the rest. Two panels slid back, revealing… an elevator.

“You have an elevator?” Edmund sputtered disgustedly “I just ran up all those stairs for no reason?”

“Oh, not at all, not at all.” Van Snoodgrass purred “I keep this elevator very… secret. And of course I have an elevator. You don’t honestly expect me to climb all those stairs, now do you?” Von Snoodgrass chuckled again, obviously pleased with his logic. “Come on in. It’s perfectly safe.”

“How can you possibly expect me to trust you? You, of all people!”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” Von Snoodgrass snapped, his cool, unflappable front slipping for the barest of seconds before he collected himself, all smiles once again. “I needed your brother for a very important experiment. You, however, are completely disposable.” And with that, he pressed a large yellow button in the side of the elevator. A hole appeared and before he knew what was happening, Edmund found himself falling…

***

The first thing he noticed was that he was alive. He knew this because, he reasoned, if he was dead his head wouldn’t hurt so much.

“Edmund?” He called, more a whisper to himself than anything else “Edmund? Are you there?” He stood up and immediately fell down again. “I guess not. But where am I?” The room, it was apparent even in the semidarkness, was not one he recognized. But something was sinisterly familiar about the floor. The rough stone evoked a faint memory. “I’m in Castle Adagio, aren’t I?” He asked, directing it to nobody in particular

To his astonishment, someone did respond.

“Very good, young man. Very good indeed."

Current Mood: aggravated

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       "Actually, that's a myth."
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