I am not alone

January 5th, 2007

Its no secret that I hide in fiber. Meaning that when the tension in my life goes up, the tension on my needles (or spinning wheel) go to work. I've tried many times to explain how this works for me, and my family especially, thinks I'm nuts. But it is a zen thing, an escape, or at best, a distraction. But what other distraction produces actual usable goods?

Its so quiet here this morning. Richard and Connor are sleeping in. Dylan quietly watching Sponge Bob, and the other two, safely loaded on the school bus. So I actually had time to sip coffee and read my blog feeds, full entries, not just a skimming session. And I found Wendy's latest entry interesting considering my mental state this past week...

There are days when I wonder why the heck I'm knitting so crazy-like, and then there are others, like this evening when I sit down and write my thoughts, that I am thankful that I have something to create and something to do and something to think about. Knitting is cool that way.

So today I plan to immerse myself in fiber again. And tomorrow as well since it is Saturday morning after all, and the gals will be gathering as usual. Not to mention Sunday is spinning guild day. Thats a whole lot of distraction.

And many thanks for the comments in the previous two posts. Particularly the one involving our resident voyeur. I've now traced the IP from my apache logs down to the building and computer.. there is no doubt who it is..

(Hi Little Man :: waving :: Its not as if you didn't already harass Richard enough, you have to continue to harass the whole family huh? Is your life really that small? Are you really that envious of my husband that you have to creep around here like a little voyeur? Shoo! Better yet, how about instead of spending hours on here each day snooping into our lives, you just do your actual job? I know, thats a really tall order. Here is only one visit you made on January 3rd. If you total up the minutes, wow, you actually had near two hours to screw around on.that.day.alone instead of *gasp* working. Wow, I wonder what the head honcho is going to do when he discovers the real you? I mean the methods by which we came to this situation - which really do scream what kind of person you really are. Or, I wonder how the staff, (you know the ones there that actually work - and work hard), would react if they found out that you spend so much of your time and energy here? Or will you cost everyone their jobs first? Yeup, thats the more likely scenario I suppose. Keep in mind, karma is real. You can only go so far in life on the path you've chosen.)

Sorry folks, so long as this little pissant continues to visit here.. I'm just going to keep bringing attention to it. I have a sneaky suspicion hes also visiting from his home computer, but I haven't confirmed that just yet. I know the internet is open and free, and by blogging here I'm responsible for what gets put here. But I liken the sick feeling I get knowing he visits here, to the same sick feeling I get when I get a google hit from someone searching for child p0rn.

Around a year ago on this day..

3 Responses to “I am not alone”

  1. 1 Shona
    January 5th, 2007 at 11:28 am

    I just wanted to say Thanks for inspiring me to knit! I have been a spinner for years and never felt the urge to knit anything. Found you by looking for the Irish Walking scarf and I am already 56 rows in! Thank you!

  2. 2 Nancy
    January 5th, 2007 at 12:07 pm

    I somehow missed the other post. It’s more than creepy and it makes me feel slightly ill as well. Let me know if I need to come and get all Bronx Girl on someone’s ass, ’cause you know how we roll here in the BX;)

  3. 3 caroline
    January 5th, 2007 at 2:57 pm

    Sorry you’ve got a creep looking in. How about blocking his ISPs? I can do that on my blog service. You’d at least make him have to inconvenience himself to look in.

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