Stab In The Art

{December 29, 2010}   Borderlands and Christmas Wishes

Hey Y’all, hope ya had a great Christmas, and visited families and ate till you couldn’t eat no more, then ateLilith Borderlands more coz they put the potato chips in front of you…. Coz i sure did! Two families, two meals and many, many crazy uncles… not really… there were lots of Crazy Aunts, too.

I’d like to take this opportunity to thank Hyperstrike and Snoolio for the gifts on steam, It’s very nice of you… But next time, Snoo, you don’t have to buy me my entire Wishlist 😛

Speaking of steam, I am currently hooked on the Awesomeness of Borderlands 🙂

I Picked Lilith as my beginning Character, and keep meaning to try the others, but once you’ve Phase walked, you can’t go back… Or something like that.
I don’t know whether its the weapons, the story, or the fact that its just like my dream world, where everything has a black outline, But I just really like this game!

Another game I was taken by was Season of Mystery: The Cherry Blossom Murders. Its as though Graeme Base had made a Game. Its quite wonderful, and not only because it is based in the wonderful Japan<3.


I love gaming, and I love Cross stitch, so obviously this was the natural progression.

I made this pattern from sprite image myself, but there are sites you can get patterns from, like which is an awesome site.

Alternatively, you could do what i did. Open a sprite in paint, increase the image size by 500% and use blue to draw a grid onto the image, print, and stitch.

I wanted to turn this into a keyring, so I used Plastic canvas, and after I did the design, backed it with felt, and went around the edge in a matching colour. I had a problem with the corners showing, but all in all it looks ok.






Not too long ago, I noticed that my ring wouldn’t come off. I used to take it off occasionally to check that I could get it off, but over the last couple of months I’d forgotten, and my finger had swollen, until i tried, and discovered that it wasn’t going to budge.

I tried soap, moisturiser, ice and even Windex. Finally, we had to get it cut off. The ring, not my Finger.

I love the ring, it’s always been my favourite. But considering my finger’s future, it had to be done.

Before and After


This is my finger before, and after. There’s a pic of my ring, and the tool they used to get it off, which was cool.

My finger still has a tan line a week later…

As for General annoyance of the day. People who don’t sit on empty seats at the bus stop, but clamber as though they’re desperate for a seat to get on the bus. Now, I need the seat and anyone who has a problem with that can call my Physio or any one of my Doctors, but I’m also not a pushy person, so I do sit at the bus stop, meaning people standing think that because they’re in line, they have right of way over disabled people. I’m never bold enough to say anything, but occasionally when I get strange looks for sitting in a disabled area, and not getting up for middle aged people, I tend to take longer putting my ticket away a bit slower, showing off my concession card. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t sit in the disabled section on busses with a bunch of seniors on their way to weekly Bingo, but I prioritise myself on the situation, such as age, tiredness, how long they’ve been at the bus stop, stress and my own pain. Not to mention if they annoy me at the bus stop, I make it a point to step in front of them. I was thinking that everyone should be assigned a number, 1 being the highest priority, all the way down to 10, and if your number is say a 5 over a 6, you get the seat. I’d say I’m a 4 or 5. I need to sit. My back kills if I have to stand on a bus, and I can see people looking at me, and my looks of pain on the edge of tears. But no one stands. They don’t see my Disability. They don’t Understand.

et cetera