I always thought I'd be a grown up when I grew up

Happy New January. Hurrah. Et cetera, et cetera.

Marvellous not-a-party at nannyo's last night; saw nurse_liz, kowt, dr_wez, robinbloke, the_mendicant, geekpsi and Stubedoobeedoo as well. Managed to get through an entire bottle of Choya sake (with help, admittedly) and not have a hangover.

Quote of the evening was from dr_wez: "I'll just lie here with my computer while the other lads pound my ass". Today, he managed to make ninja-style katana fighting on the Wii look more like beating off a swarm of bees. (*looks at that sentence & decides not to edit it*)

Anyone still of the impression that knitting circles are quiet, ladylike places for genteel folk should have heard nannyo and me today. The air was bluer than me after a hairdye accident. Our tentative plans for a Knitting And Porn weekend sha'n't require any lowering of the tone, at all.

But! I have the beginnings of ideas for what to knit with my Colinette Graffiti! I want puffy Victoriana-style sleeves, a nipped in waist (to make it look as if I have one), and lapels. Look, it's a start, ok?

I have the sort of sore throat I usually only get after enthusiastically snogging someone new, and I'm 99% sure I haven't done any such thing for a long time. My camera and Trusted Friends back this up, too. *pouts*

nannyo hosted the New Year's Eve Notaparty, and it was (as always) fab. I did get erpeatedly distracted by the marble machine, almost fell asleep around 8.30, and ended up drinking more tea than wine, but I was one of the token Grown Ups (along with the_mendicant and whotheheckami) so I think it's allowed :)

For some reason, I have photos of almost everyone's tummies (mine & Mendi's excepted). dr_wez is remarkably good at girly chats, minspi is the purriest kitten I know (:p) and nurse_liz remains Our Glorious Leader (and she's a nurse, and she told me that alcohol's good for me, so It Must Be True).

Colinette haven't delivered my knitting patterns yet. How dare they have holiday in the holiday season? There's knitting to be done!

The weekend's award for I Want One Of Those goes to (jointly):
- the V8 Vantage that engine braked next to me at a roundabout and made me turn off Paul Simon despite the impending bass solo, just to hear the amazing, incredible, orgasmically beautiful noise it was making. The Bentley Continental in the city centre is practically silent; DB9s purr almost as nicely as minspi, but this was something else.

- the TVR Vixen parked in my street when I got home. Not a straight line in it, and the only car I've ever seen that looked good in yellow with tan leather interior.