Well, I’ve made it through the first week of classes alive people. I love the fact that I’ve got classes for four days, and then a four day weekend. (No classes on Friday!) It wasn’t really that much work, though I know that they will be getting more and more intensive. I think I can handle it pretty well.
I went to the first football game last week, against Liberty. I wouldn’t say that we creamed them, but we certainly 2%-ed them. I’m glad my first game could be a winner. And I’m also glad that the concession stand takes meal-plan. Still it’s over priced stadium food, but good nonetheless. I am nominally not a sports fan, and see no need to create more violence in the world. Underneath it all though, I am really a very competitive person who doesn’t like to lose, at anything, a football gives me a chance to indulge in this less than desirable aspect of my personality. I am also nuts. And the fireworks show after the game was the best that I’d ever seen — there was a point where I really didn’t think that it would end. However, it sort of lost something for me because I couldn’t help but think as I watched it (from the astro-turf) “Is this what my tuition is paying for?” It was still nice though.
I’m starting to get a little bit better at fitting in knitting here with my new life. I suppose it helps that I have few fears about knitting in front of random strangers, and I’m getting better about whipping it out during conversations and things. I still haven’t knit in a lecture yet. (I only have two large classes where I would be comfortable doing it, and one is kind of dim, and the other I have a feeling that the professor would say something to me, in front of the whole class. So, that’s pretty much out. But I’m doing another tactic. You know how when knitters have periods of waiting, they pull out their knitting and really don’t mind those periods of waiting? Well, that’s sort of what I’m doing. I leave earlier than I need too, so that way, when I get to class, I have about ten minutes with nothing to do, and those little found moments of time add up. I think I got about an hour of knitting time this week just by doing that. I know how crazy that sounds, but it works.
I’m doing laundry down the hall now. $2.50 a load, and free to dry. Not that bad really.
I’m still waiting for the books I ordered to arrive. I ordered them five days ago, and paid for the two day shipping, because, you know, I kind of need them. They still aren’t here yet, and I am checking my email like a crazy person because I am going crazy wondering what is taking them so long.
What you can see here is the start of the Gansey. I haven’t made a lot of progress, but there is more today than there was a few days ago, and that’s saying something. The pattern is Mrs. Laidlaw’s Gansey, which is a pattern she talks about in Knitting Workshop, but doesn’t actually tell you how to knit. (Like a lot of her stuff really.) But there is a copy of the chart in Knit one Knit all, so that’s where I got it from, and that will be good enough for me. I’m not even up to the patterned part yet, but still at the ribbing. I’m doing a K1B, P1 ribbing, simply because that seemed like it would be a good ribbing to hold the floppy cotton that I’m using together.
Also in that picture, you can see the awful haircut that my father gave me. I look like a member of the Aryan brotherhood. (That is even made more funny because there is this blonde hair/ blue eyed kid down the hall who I refer to as “The Nazi.” It makes him laugh.
I got my head sunburnt walking around this mountainous campus the other day, and it’s peeling now.
And now to go to Algebra. I’ve been working like a dog on it all week, and I’m almost ready to move on to Algebra 2 — I should be there in a about 2-3 weeks, which is about 6 weeks ahead of schedule. Happy Friday.