the opposite of a clever title.

I’ve had a bit of a stressful week – I’ve been studying since Saturday for the exam I wrote this morning, and around Wednesday my kitchen sink broke in a truly spectacular way.

So I’ve been knitting, lots and lots. Not on my friend’s scarf, because that’s in the bag I keep for knitting at school, and I’ve been working at home. Instead, I’ve been working on the sweater I started weeks ago – the one that I’m designing myself. It’s been on hold for a bit, I wanted to make sure that I sat down and had a plan before I started knitting the body, but I think I’ve got it worked out.

Anyway. The plumber has come and gone, and (hopefully) my kitchen sink is working. My future plans include washing three days of dirty dishes, so that I can sit by the window with my feet on the radiator and knit some more.

a thousand hugs from ten thousand lightning bugs

Well, it’s that time of year again. The time when I stock up on coffee, retreat into my apartment, and start a very serious battle of wills with a stack of paper that looks a lot like this. (Fun-size box of Smarties for scale, obviously.)

Now that school’s back in session, I’m back to having to write a major exam once a month (give or take). Unfortunately, this month I’ve also been struck down with a pretty fierce cold, which is doing terrible things to my ability to concentrate on my notes, so my knitting progress has taken a nose-dive.

However, the past few days have been a sudden, bracing leap into autumn, and it’s too cold for me to not be knitting something. So I finally sat down, did some math, and started my fall sweater, which is basically the knitting equivalent of autopilot. Garter stitch on 5.5mm needles, which feel ginormous after knitting with teeny yarn on 4mm needles for most of the last year. It’s extraordinarily comforting.

Song of the Entry: Owl City – Fireflies (Listen)