Waste not want not

Once upon a time a friend and I joked about writing a mock scientific paper about how you actually do "blow your brains out" when you have a cold, that the amount of snot is directly proportional to number of brain cells lost. I think I'm still in the research phase. I feel like a snotty crap, my eyes were so puffy this morning it looked like I'd been crying all night. Which I hadn't. I knitted all night instead.

People around me will insist on reproducing and an alarming rate. And since I called it quits on the toe up sock waaay before I ran out of yarn, I thought I may as well crank out a little pair of socks for one or other of the zygotes floating around in amniotic fluid out there. These will either be sent to my college buddy in the UK or given to someone here at school that I don't actually like, but whose baby deserves all the help it can get. Youch.