Cable

There was a girl on the subway this morning with a really fabulous fisherman's sweater. It was creamy white with great cables, cause I love cables. It was probably from the gap or something, but I am resolved that I need to knit a sweater like that one, a beautiful white fisherman's sweater.

The other cable in my life, the one that goes to the TV refuses to broadcast the Canadian teenagers that I love. I was too hard on myself this week and I needed that. Doesn't the cable company know that?