Little Bites

The knitting goddess hates me. I've lost my knitting mojo. Or something. This past week I've frogged the beginnings of two different pairs of socks because I didn't like the look of them. (Self-striping yarn, straight stockinette stitch legs - how do you mess that up?) I also had to rip an inch back of my Somewhat Cowl. Then, I reknit the inch, making the same mistake. I don't even know what it is I'm doing, I just know it's wrong. I keep ending up with this random loop. Looks like I'm shortrowing, but I'm not. So the Somewhat Cowl is in time-out in my bag until I can stand to look at it again. I'm terrified to touch the Oompa Loompa socks because they're fine as they are now, but gods know what will happen when I lay my hands on them...
I've thought about returning to crochet for a bit to give my knitting brain a rest, but I can't find a tank that I want to knit that doesn't look ... well, frumpy. The Joie de Vivre dress has some possibilities, cut off at the waist for a tank ... and not made in shocking pink, of course.

Time keeps on slippin'...

You know, I hate to admit this, but I may, just may have overextended myself this semester. Between the end of the quarter at work, the end of the semester at school, my apparent inability to learn anything at all in my accounting class, and CONvergence approaching rapidly ... Well. Hopefully this summer I can get my ass together, because I don't really have much choice other than doing it all again next year. And my house is only getting cleaned once a year. Anyone can tell you that I am an indifferent housekeeper at best, but it's even starting to bug me. This summer, I promise. Somehow ...

On the advice of Joey, who suggested Studio Ghibli, and this guy, who suggests anything by Hayao Miyazaki, I've started my foray into anime. I picked up The Cat Returns. Because, well, because it looks fun. And it's about cats. And, really? That's all I need. We'll see how I like it. For a spontaneous buy, it should be okay. I'll get into series later.

Gah. More work to do. *sigh* Though I normally hate summer, this one can't come soon enough!

(Oh, and Joe? I've been calling Joey for years. It's gonna take me awhile to get over it, k?)