Still got nothing.
Nothing terribly exciting, that is. Y'all get some knit-chat instead.
Someone asked me the other day how I get so much knitting done as a full-time Honors student with eighteen credit hours. The short answer is, I multitask. I knit in the car, I knit in the lunch line, I knit while waiting for stuff to load on the computer, I knit while waiting for the Calc teacher to solve the problem on the board... (Why not write the steps out beforehand so you're not figuring it out as you go?) The point is, there are a lot of idle moments in a day that I've started filling with the work of my hands. The therapeutic quality is also why I knit before I go to bed, or if I wake up in the middle of the night (which happens more often than I'd like).
The longer answer is, most of my homework consists of reading assignments, and some classes have no homework to speak of. Also, if I'm not taking notes, I knit to keep my hands busy. Believe it or not, it helps me pay attention. It's not that I don't think class time is valuable or important... but I feel like I'm not being productive if I'm just sitting there. Also, if I'm not engaging my hands, I'll sketch or read ahead or daydream, and then end up not paying attention. Knitting helps offset that.
This is kind of a long way of saying I've finished Rivendell's body up to the armpits, and I've started on the second sleeve (second sleeve! second sleeve!). I did the first one on double-points, which ended up giving me "ladders" (loose bars between stitches at the edges of the needles). It's not terribly noticeable and just looks like fold lines, but it bugged me. Of course. This time around, I'm doing the two-circular-needles method (demonstrated, uh, here; it's a pair of socks, but the principle is the same), but THAT started giving me ladders too, about six rows after the braids. Damn.
So now I'm shifting four stitches from the "back" needle to the left end of the "front" needle every time I rotate the thing, so the stitches eventually move all around and no two stitches are continuously at the edges. It's slow going, but it should help. (ETA: I just took a closer look at it, and if there is now a SPIRALLING LINE of odd-looking stitches travelling up the sleeve. Double damn. Hopefully that disappears post-blocking.)
I'm still hoping to wear this thing to Ohayocon, but no promises. I have to do some number-crunching for the raglan decreasing and decide if I'm going to edge it. Kind of a pain; but looking at how it is right now, and how it'll be in the end? It is SO WORTH IT.
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Over Christmas break, I accidentally left my briefcase with my bookbookbook and journal in my dorm room. Not a problem; but when I came back, it was missing. Turns out that it was on my roomie's bed, so the maintenance people thought it was hers and took it to their lost-and-found. Now that I have it back, I've started putting the more personal stuff in there, so you guys should get less snark regarding my family in upcoming posts. (Unless the bitchiness amuses y'all, in which case I'll be more than happy to unload it here.)
As far as meds 'n' crap go, today's much better. No nasty headaches/speaking problems like yesterday (scared the hell out of me), though my eyes are a bit off. Still, this marks 3 weeks of Zoloft, so I should start seeing major results soon. I ended up getting sick last night; I think it's either the damned tea I drank (Lipton generic, WTF?) or the water I used for the tea. (My guess is the former, since it's happened before.) Yesterday was just kind of a crappy day overall. Scott (Calc/Chem buddy) agrees; we think there was something in the air.
Oh, one last family comment - I was crying on the phone with mum last night cuz the speech problems freaked me so badly. She asked why I didn't call home, and I said "Because Dad said I should handle my own problems since I'm an adult now". The douchebag tried to weasel out of that one, and neither one of us let him. Fun times.
Someone asked me the other day how I get so much knitting done as a full-time Honors student with eighteen credit hours. The short answer is, I multitask. I knit in the car, I knit in the lunch line, I knit while waiting for stuff to load on the computer, I knit while waiting for the Calc teacher to solve the problem on the board... (Why not write the steps out beforehand so you're not figuring it out as you go?) The point is, there are a lot of idle moments in a day that I've started filling with the work of my hands. The therapeutic quality is also why I knit before I go to bed, or if I wake up in the middle of the night (which happens more often than I'd like).
The longer answer is, most of my homework consists of reading assignments, and some classes have no homework to speak of. Also, if I'm not taking notes, I knit to keep my hands busy. Believe it or not, it helps me pay attention. It's not that I don't think class time is valuable or important... but I feel like I'm not being productive if I'm just sitting there. Also, if I'm not engaging my hands, I'll sketch or read ahead or daydream, and then end up not paying attention. Knitting helps offset that.
This is kind of a long way of saying I've finished Rivendell's body up to the armpits, and I've started on the second sleeve (second sleeve! second sleeve!). I did the first one on double-points, which ended up giving me "ladders" (loose bars between stitches at the edges of the needles). It's not terribly noticeable and just looks like fold lines, but it bugged me. Of course. This time around, I'm doing the two-circular-needles method (demonstrated, uh, here; it's a pair of socks, but the principle is the same), but THAT started giving me ladders too, about six rows after the braids. Damn.
So now I'm shifting four stitches from the "back" needle to the left end of the "front" needle every time I rotate the thing, so the stitches eventually move all around and no two stitches are continuously at the edges. It's slow going, but it should help. (ETA: I just took a closer look at it, and if there is now a SPIRALLING LINE of odd-looking stitches travelling up the sleeve. Double damn. Hopefully that disappears post-blocking.)
I'm still hoping to wear this thing to Ohayocon, but no promises. I have to do some number-crunching for the raglan decreasing and decide if I'm going to edge it. Kind of a pain; but looking at how it is right now, and how it'll be in the end? It is SO WORTH IT.
***
Over Christmas break, I accidentally left my briefcase with my bookbookbook and journal in my dorm room. Not a problem; but when I came back, it was missing. Turns out that it was on my roomie's bed, so the maintenance people thought it was hers and took it to their lost-and-found. Now that I have it back, I've started putting the more personal stuff in there, so you guys should get less snark regarding my family in upcoming posts. (Unless the bitchiness amuses y'all, in which case I'll be more than happy to unload it here.)
As far as meds 'n' crap go, today's much better. No nasty headaches/speaking problems like yesterday (scared the hell out of me), though my eyes are a bit off. Still, this marks 3 weeks of Zoloft, so I should start seeing major results soon. I ended up getting sick last night; I think it's either the damned tea I drank (Lipton generic, WTF?) or the water I used for the tea. (My guess is the former, since it's happened before.) Yesterday was just kind of a crappy day overall. Scott (Calc/Chem buddy) agrees; we think there was something in the air.
Oh, one last family comment - I was crying on the phone with mum last night cuz the speech problems freaked me so badly. She asked why I didn't call home, and I said "Because Dad said I should handle my own problems since I'm an adult now". The douchebag tried to weasel out of that one, and neither one of us let him. Fun times.