Finished object!

Finally, a pair of socks. I have had three in the WIPs pile FOREVER.



Yarn: One of my all time favorite sock yarns ever (I have knit at least 4 pairs from it) Steinbach Wolle Strapaz. It is scratchy, smooshy, warm, and a fast knit.
Pattern: Basic toe up with a figure 8 toe, a short row heel and 2x2 ribbing all the way up the leg.

Of course, it is now way too hot to wear them, but dammit, they're done!

I have a couple of cool FOs in the hopper, including the redux of the way too big fitted U... But they need their own post.

The new part time job is not so bad, here are some pictures from my first week at work:

SPRING BREAK 09 - SOUTH PADRE

My official title is "touring field associate." I work for a tobacco company and get flown around to college towns to sample out the products to mature smokers. And in our off time, we drink and hang on the beach. If only it were enough to pay the mortgage!

Creativity

I recently watched this video for one of my classes, and it is so amazing, I had to share. It isn't short, nearly 20 minutes. But Elizabeth Gilbert has some really wonderful insights into creativity and genius.



In other news, I am plugging away at my Chic Knits hoodie, unraveling the U-neck as I go... Pics soon.

Wherein we take a deep breath and love the universe despite its crooked teeth and halitosis

I finished a sweater.



Hey! Isn't that supposed to be a "sexy" and "fitted" knit? Doesn't it look sort of ... bulky?

Maybe its the angle, I am sure it's not SO VERY HUGE...



Or, errr.

It does look OK from the back...



Probably because you don't so much notice the lack of shapeliness from the back.

siiiiiiiiggggh

Thank you, Universe. I had forgotten the process, I was way too into the product. What a nut I am! And also, thank you for all of the other seemingly prickly gifts you have given me lately. I am fortunate to have such little puzzles of generosity to work out.

But between you and me, Universe, can we chalk this up to all my running and eating right, and not so much because I didn't really swatch? Kthxbai.

PS, I will be ripping it later to make a "Basic Chic Hoodie." Please remind me the next time I want to knit a super cute vest, that I have looked like an avocado seed on toothpicks in every single vest I have ever tried to knit.

February, February... Where art thou, February?

Hey! It's gone. The whole month... kaput! Sucked into a vortex. Disappeared like matter in a black hole.

And what do I have to show for it? Pfft. Not much, frankly.

OK, I mean, I have some good memories: some lovely experiences, a few really great moments.(Granted, some shit too, but I could dwell on one or the other, couldn't I?)

But little writing (though Rogue posted my race report on their site, which was noice), little knitting (ok, one secret project that I can't tell you about)... so I ran a little. I ate out a lot (some really good food, some really great food, and some tex mex--which is good even when it's bad). I spent way too much time with a ridiculous monkey who refuses to be my boyfriend no matter how much he likes me (dumb or what?).

There is the possibility that I got a lil jobby that will last me here through the beginning of summer.

What's that you say?
SUMMER?
But you were gonna leave before summer!!

Yeah.
Was gonna.

I didn't get all the purging done that I wanted to, but I also had to face a major change in my timeline that meant a change in the priority of the purging. Mainly, I can't move to New York next month. There is just no way. No job, no move. Am I totally crushed? Yes. Yes. Yes. YES.

"I can't move to New York next month" is like this big, stupid neon sign of FAILURE behind my eyelids everytime I blink. It means so much more than it should. It has come to stand for my ability to do anything right. This is retarded, I know. But I can't shake it. There seems to be so much shitty stuff I just can't shake these days, like if I don't hold on to every one of my feelings (especially the huge crappy ones) I won't have any thing to hold on to at all.

From where comes this bullshit? I once felt way more strong and sassy and motivated and awesome. Was I basing all of my self-worth on a job and a boyfriend this whole time? How the fuck can I get out from under the feeling THAT inspires?

There was so much stupid heartbreak this month... in every direction I could imagine!
Could March please be better? Please?