Hebrew Transport Device

I just heard the term “sheket bevakasha” today, and MAN did that send me back to hebrew school. It pretty much means SHUT UP. I felt like a little kid misbehaving during trope exercises again. Crazy how a little thing can bring up so many memories.

In other news, it is my month to post the weekly hotties at the Wicked Whispers, and I found some nice ones today (why yes, I am a day late, sigh). I’ve decided Drew Goddard is my new crush.

I started the second panel of my LOST purse now that I finished the mother’s day gifts, and after that I might have to try a blanket since I promised one to my brother for his birthday. And… if certain friends who love Avatar weren’t motivated to learn crochet already, this should convince them *cough moon_fox cough*. I’m totally making one, we could have a crochet-a-long!

Lately, Emily from Ghost of a Chance, that novel I was gonna write but got sidetracked by NaNo and the fact that it wasn’t a romance, is bugging me a lot. I think she’s ready to go, and who am I to argue. I just have to finish Maya first!

Why do I keep dreaming about runaway elevators? It’s freaky.