Last night we went to Newbury Comics and purchased some CD's. We haven't done that in quiet a while. I was determined to get some Johnny Cash. Yes I like Johnny Cash. I'm not sure when it happened but I really like When the Man Comes Around. It's just good.

Let's see I've finished Adams skull sweater, knit myself some pants and am restarting a top down raglan sweater. I wasn't going to but after talking to Brandy about it over sushi last night I'm going to be adding short rows to it. I need a "boob pocket" as Brandy calls it. She's right short rows are my friend. I've knit myself sweaters and haven't worn them because they fit all funky. Damn it that most freaking patterns are written for those who are not overly boobie.