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24 August 2005



I have a bag of grey mohair acrylic blend stuff that pops up every now and then out of nowhere to make me feel guilty, too.

You are not alone.

I always overpack the knitting. And forget something crucial. Like the pattern. Or the right size needles for the edging.

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