knitting and more knitting

am i in a deep funk? all i wanna do is knit. i want to make warm cozy clothes, to wear them to school. people are already commissioning me to make them stuff. they have offered $30 just for a pair of cabled knit fingerless mits! a woman from juliard begged me for the pattern of the poncho I designed. people really like my stuff? i am shocked.

oh tyler, i have your cabled mits done, i just need you new address. they are really cute, they are really masculine, but still sexy in kind of a lipstick lesbian way. i think you will like them. rahul has been eyeing them, so i need to get them to you right away. its probably getting a little cold out there.

if i could get a digital camera in my life i could photograph them and post all my wears for you all to enjoy. yeah, i'll put that on my list- right after i do my chores.

oh, we need visitors, luckily, missy & pat are coming in a few weeks, thank god, i need faces from home. anyone else willing to come see us? i may even knit you somthing! -ag

will it ever end?

one more midterm to go. research design and data collection, how many times do i need to take this class? each time its miserable, only this time the articles have to do with how teens and immigrants feel about sex and accessing clinics. the articles before all had to do with people living in poverty or people with mental illness. same ol shit all the time. i hate having to be responsible for 2 months worth of content for a fucking midterm. in my world, two months of content is a final-- not a midterm. i hate semesters and i hate little 23 y/o that have all the time in the world to study and then make comments like- "i don't want a job."

please, just make it stop so i can knit again-- i have another poncho that is in need of a back panel and a lot of star trek ds9 to watch.

homecoming

i should have posted this weeks ago—but i have been busy with my internship and midterms and of course, knitting... thanks for the reminder missy! i miss you


after only six wks of living in nyc, i retuned to visit home, seattle. it was strange to comeback to my home, as a visitor, and as a guest, at the homes of my friends. we drove past our old house, and I didn’t really connect to it as our home. i was expecting that it would have been more emotional to see the house, but it wasn’t. have we moved on?

being at home with our friends was exactly what i needed. i rely on my friends and community to help keep me real and on track, working towards a larger purpose. The visit was wonderful, though I did not get to spend as much time with people I would have liked.

On my last night in seattle, a dear friend had a horrible accident. after a wonderful evening of dinner and drinks at blue on capitol hill, we picked up a bottle of “cheap red wine” to enjoy before retiring for the evening. when we uncorked the bottle, the top of the wine key slammed against my friend’s lip and split it wide open. The split was wide, long and deep. Since there was no ice in the house, we used frozen spaghetti sauce and frozen naan to keep the swelling down. we went to the ER and he got five very painful stitches. they should heal up in the next week. I’m sending you lots of healing energy!

I feel recharged and ready to take on nyc,
As much as I love seattle, I know that it is not the right place for me right now