so its early, 5:30 am. in bed suffering from the insipid flushing that is ravishing my whole body.
This weekend has been one of extremes. on friday, i went to the stitch house where they featured one of the hottest young designers of shawls and other cute, totally modern gay 20-thing-ish shawls, hats, gloves, and accessories. His patterns are one of a kind, many have duplicated, but no one has surpassed his expertise. guessed who?

it was none other than Stephen West, a young designer/dancer from bum-fuck Illinois who is in Massachusetts for Memorial Day weekend. He was not at all like I imagined him, he was actually really sweet, and even complemented me on my Men's Knitting retreat bag ( its young and hip, who doesn't like it) he was open to me asking questions too, which when one meets well known people thats the last response one would expect to recieve. In short, we talked, we knit, we drank wine (it was barefoot...uuhhhggg) and had a wonderful time. after which, albert and his friend picked me up and we went booze shopping, and to the over packed walmart for selzer and wine menagerie.

The 24hours after though, my fun weekend was turned upside down, I got a message saying my dear friends Rasaan and Stephen were jumped and beaten up badly by a couple of thugs, Rasaan was stabbed....I went into immediate panic mode and sought to tell all the gays i knew about the injustice, and it got out! i am going to see him in a few hours and bring some stuff...its gunna be hard!

Nextly, i am still working on fall season patterns to publish into a minibook to sell on Ravelry. im still working on some of the designs, i need to get my camera for my phone ready so i can take multiple pics for the book. just another summer project.

Well, better get some sleep, gunna try to see Rasaan in a couple of hours.