The first of many.

I’ve a blog of my very own. What to do, what to do. Now that it’s up, I’m not certain I like the name, but I couldn’t come up with anything knitting related, and sparkling with wit. So, sarcasm triumphed. Doesn’t it always. I’ve thought of blogs as a place to show people how very cool you are in ways that they don’t see in your daily interactions. Like those “40 things about you” e-mails. See, see, I am cool. You knew you loved me with reason. Now, in the little while I’ve had one of my own, I see blogs simply as an outlet--for verbosity, creativity, opinion, drivel. It doesn’t matter. No one has to read it. And if you think I’m cool, well, bully for me.

Knitting. I’ve not touched a project since last Sunday. Tired, critter sitting, riddled with blahs. Maybe this evening, after I’ve swept and tidied.

From http://www.merriam-webster.com (2July2004).
au bout de son latin
: at the end of one's Latin : at the end of one's mental resources

I shall use this often.