I can't stop making monsters out of an old felted sweater...

I'm in denial about the whole stress of moving my stuff from Seattle to Calgary, see...it's a long and painful process, and it never seems to end. Today I did get customs approval and the stuff (in storage since August 2004) will be at my house next Wednesday morning. Knock wood. Knock a LOT of wood. But meanwhile I'm locked into a pattern of Hurry Up and Wait, and you know? After 2 years I'm kinda tired of it. Hopefully things will change once I see my books and art and clothes again, if the moths haven't beaten me to it. So all I can do right now is neurotically cut up wooly things and make cute monsters.

Here is a link to some photos: monster pix

There's a shop in town here which may be interested in selling them. I hope so, cuz they're starting to take over my bedroom. And I have 5 more days to kill.