I've been busy?

I'm officially loving the Whoniverse.

I think that's one reason I don't blog much. I tend to compulsively get sucked into one obsession or interest too quickly to talk about. I also happen to jump projects personal project all the time.



1. Since I last left you all, I've been trying to fill in some last minute things before school started. I'm proud to say, I've completed my first pair of hand-knit socks. Almost perfect. One seems more snug than the other. I'm guessing my tension flip-flopped in the year I made the socks. That, or one got stretched, worn and loved. I'm now starting my second (and possibly a coming third) pair. Wool sock are friggen warm. Most likely something be grateful for in the winter. The second pair was really supposed to be green cause greeeen is awesome, but then when I tried halfing the ball, I realized I didn't have a scale so I could make them equal.



I'll probably end up splurging some of my upcoming birthday money on sock yarn and find another project to use my single skein of green. Also, on a note to self, buy more knitting needles and some grey/white yarn. I'm thinking of investing in wood dpns since I'm liking the many pros of knitting socks, and I like the feel of wood. I justify needing the yarn to make super awesome Totoro mittens for a super awesome friend.

2. Sewing projects planned and started. I'm hoping to go into costume designing, so I'm trying to plan photoshoots, making/designing clothes, researching, inspiration, blah, blah, blah. My school is having its second fashion show and the theme for the designers is vintage. Apparently, I'm the first and hopefully last designer to know. Maybe my super seriousness, overall skill and knowledge will intimidate others. I know, it sound horrible, but the failure of others could be my sucess. Besides, I LOVE vintage and fashion is TOUGH. Dog eat dog, etc.

I'm also convincing my parents to let me take a corset making course. They're skeptical and concerned because it happens to be downtown and ends 9:30, when they want me to be in bed around 10-11. It was funny trying to explain what a corset was to them without having it sound weird and sexual. My mind is corrupted. Plus, on the subtext of vintage, I also went shopping for it with super awesome friends. I saw a super awesome summery dress which the two bought for me as a joint b-day present. Not a big fan of summer, but I hope it lasts long enough more me to wear it. I'll be needing a petticoat.

3. Other art project have also popped up. Drawings, paintings, half finished here and there. Shows happen as well. Television is such a distraction now that it's moving to the internet. Torchwood and Doctor Who are somewhat, you could say addictive. I hope season four happens fast. I miss Ianto and want Jack back.



4&5. Hair, awesome. Got it cut and style is rad and retro. I went to the beach. So much fun and sand. There was bees, cakes, bra, and wetness. Excuse the silly retro thing.

I know, I'm horrible

I'm such a terrible liar. Well, not really. I'm actually quite a fantabulous liar. I lie with such ridiculous ease, it's almost like breathing. I'm such a bad daughter/sibling/niece/student.

Anyways, I said I would have my stash and UFOs posted last week, but life is really, really cruel. Life and various other things come up. So. Not. Awesome.

Wednesday, my grandfather took a turn for the worse. Infact, my family fears he might croak this week. I, more of an optimist, am looking out for the brief sign he might actually pull through. Before his arthritis kicked, my grandpa was pretty darn healthy.

Also, I had a last minute procrastinated project. It was an independent study unit thing worth 30%. I'm pretty sure it was mediocre and I only managed a 70%. Har har.

Moving on to the topic of my knitting, I managed to finish a the hat I started last Saturday while trying to avoid my project. Oh yeah. I also watched Wool 100%. It was random. I admit it was cute, uplifting, and thought-provoking, BUT IT WAS JUST REALLY HARD TO TAKE IN. Not in the "You're so stupid" kind of way, but the WTF? kind. Still good.

I'm looking for my scissors again. I just found the damn things, and now my room has swallowed it up. I was looking for it while cleaning, and I'm kinda mad. If only I had a skein of Manos de Uraguay everytime I lost them. I also had a near scare of loosing my size 4 dpns.

Can anyone explain to me this whole cashmere coveting? I'm wonder what's so magic about. Is it that soft?

I'll be back with a pattern of the cowl, but if you're an intermediate beginner, you've already figured it out.