My Blog: Now in Cincinnati!

I guess I'm technically in Eastgate/Batavia, but I'm not that far away from the city. Ben and I are happily moved in. Now we're just desperate for jobs, any jobs. I've had more interviews than I can count, and at least two more tomorrow. The positive side of all this is that I've had oodles of knitting time. This is even better considering my new approach to stash acquisition: will knit for yarn. That's right. I'm earning yarn by knitting socks for people. And I have plenty to do, so I best get my butt moving. Perhaps sometime soon I'll share pictures. Right now I'm too discombobulated.

Back in School

I now have regular computer access again, which makes me very happy, but nonetheless, I still have no pictures to put up. Christmas knitting got a little crazy, but I finished the Adamas shawl on Christmas Day by shortening it by 3 repeats. I also blocked something for the first time. I was very proud of it, and hopefully I can take pictures when I go home for MLKJ day. My sister's second sock is almost finished, and the atypically.knit-style scarf for my uncle is complete, along with a pair of simple hats for my roommate and her boyfriend. Classes are in full swing and are probably going to drive me crazy, so the only time I'll have to knit will be in class. Hopefully that means there will be some progress. I'm just worried that after I finish those socks I won't have anything to do, because I can't afford to buy yarn right now. :( Oh well, that's college life.

Another lovely day in the life of a college student...

Well, since last post I've finished my Jabberwock Socks and another pair of socks for a friend. I'm going to start making socks just to decrease my stash and practice new things.

The crummy thing about life is that it occasionally refuses to work with you. My car, my only form of off-campus transportation, as well as my fiancee's, has died. I don't specifically know how. It's bitterly unpleasant. I don't really worry about detailing too much here, because I know no one reads it, so I'll leave it at this and just feel better about telling someone. Wow. I sound like a 13-year old with a LiveJournal, with better spelling. Oh, woe is me...