Sarcasm is an adjusted stress reaction.

HOMG SO TIRED.  And I had this weird headache today, that manifested behind my right eye whenever I tried to look at anything.  Which was, as you can imagine, quite frequently.

I was so tired last week that I forgot to make thinky words re: Sarah Connor.  So, here you go.  ( Spoilers! )

And now, the one with the wee children and middle aged ladies and OMFGCLOWNS.  ( SJA: Day of the Clown, 2. )

Oh yes, and I'm still watching The Tudors, but I stopped doing picspams because they took a lot of time that could otherwise be devoted to cross stitch.  Apparently, Wolsey is offering sexual favours to Katherine's ladies-in-waiting, in order to turn them against her.  HE IS THE PIMPIEST PIMP THAT EVER PIMPED, I TELL YOU.

As for cross stitch, several people asked, and I was slack and didn't answer my comments.  So: I have framed my squid, although I really should have ironed it first.  suburbannoir found the design here, bless her little red head. 

I had a bit of a problem when I'd finished the squid: finding my next pattern.  Most commercial patterns are hideously twee, or floral, or both.  (I'm not big on florals, no.)  And the stuff at Subversive Cross Stitch was not only crude in content (and generally not in a funny way), but far too simple.  It's no fun if there's no challenge!

So, I set about trying to make my own patterns, but learning how to do that effectively is going to take a while, and I wanted to do another pattern now.  *is five*  So it was a stroke of luck when I found these -- two free patterns based on 1930s shop signs.  The challenge is that they're all black, which is a wee bit monotonous, plus doing large stretches of one colour requires me to pay attention to counting.  I'm about a third of the way through the first pattern now, and it's very satisfying.

In other news, there's no opt-out for compulsory internet filtering in Australia.  Bah.