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Yesterday I finished binding the second armhole. Just buttonholes and then
it’s done! Motoring through Broken Homes, which is good. The long arcs are
getting better.

At work I slogged through more bugs in the caching system. I went to a
meeting of our research group with one of the companies funding us, and
they talked about some related work they’re doing on chat bots for the
finance sector. A database sensor/effector might be in our future. I went
home by way of the greenfield geagle and got earth balance, frozen
blueberries, and frozen peas and lima beans. Walked onto a 58 home, which
is always nice. My new shirts had arrived, along with a shipment of protein
powder, so I’m looking forward to being less tired. The shirts fit great!
The brand is Known Supply; I’ll let you know how they do in the wash.

Dinner, Legends, and then P got home and we decompressed. He had a rough
travel day; apparently the folks running DCA were having a particularly
clown shoes day and he and a few other passengers had to sprint to make it
on their connecting flight despite an hour layover. Ultimately successful,
but far from ideal. He checked in with his mom and M while I had a snack,
then bedtime.

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Yesterday I plied up the Gotland, and it is gorgeous. P ran support for the
beef draft, and came home with mostly tender cuts and ground. I went on a
busventure (lol, autocorrect knows me) to the convention center downtown
and the Pittsburgh Creative Arts Festival, which happened to be coscheduled
with Tekko this year, so there were a delightful sprinkling of cosplayers
in amongst the yarnies and quilters. I was sad not to see some of my
favorite vendors (Gwen Erin, Prado de Lana, Ross Farm) but discovered two
new favorites (Aisling Yarns and Lazy O Ranch). Highlights include a shaker
sewing box with tool tray and bobbin rack, 8oz of a really lovely Border
Leicester X Targhee fiber, 800 yards of worsted Coopworth, and some thread
snips from the vintage Singer Featherweights booth where I had a nice long
chat about machine restoration, motor electrics, and the relative virtues
of being in the first graduating class of our respective computing-adjacent
programs. She’s going to float my name with the local restorers and see if
anyone is interested in taking a look at my White.

I timed it perfectly to walk onto a 61 and then a 58, and once home, carded
a bit of Tunis before dinner and crossword and knitting.

I’m into A Wizard’s Dilemma, which has distinct whiffs of Mirrormask about
it while still pulling its own weight, which I like.