Knots

Aug 16, 2007 00:02

I am spending my week tucked away into a DC hotel at a professional conference. What is it that I really do, do you ever wonder? I mean some of you know, but do you really know? I say what is easily understood for the most part, but what I really do, even when so clearly articulated usually brings an expression to someone's face that resembles what ( Read more... )

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purplepathos August 16 2007, 10:59:10 UTC
I just start picking knots apart, assuming that they can be undone. They almost always can. If I find some more complex problem along the way, I try to fix it if I can. I set it aside if my frustration level gets too high and try to come back to it later, but sometimes I get distracted by other, simpler knots and forget about the one that was soo difficult.

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irregularjoe August 16 2007, 19:14:18 UTC
I would find whoever knotted the string up in the first place and beat them with it. But maybe that's just because I'm sick and grumpy. Then I'd probably unknot it. Or let my dogs play with it and just order some swanky new two-tone shoestrings from online.

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