Talking to my brother

My brother is insane. To be fair: (a) he's well aware of the fact, and (b) so are we all. One advantage of getting up early and logging in to my computer is every now and then he's still awake (on the other side of the world) and will message or Skype me. And then we talk for an hour about random stuff. Pretty much like this: his first blog and his other blog.

The browser seems to think I'm typing in hindi all of a sudden. I'm not sure how this will come out, so if it's hindi characters - Namaste!

In other news, my scarf is coming along very well. Celia gave me a lesson on how to start a new ball and also how to perl/purl (however you spell it - the knitting one, not the coding one). I'm not doing any purl for my scarf though, I'm sticking with the garter stitch.