ALMOST First Day of School

So move in was mostly painless, unfortunately I forgot a ton of shit (of course), but I was able to move in with just five milk crates and a suitcase with my clothes in it. I decided to pack light this year because I had too much crap last year.
The room is pretty sparse although we did manage to purchase a futon and a rug. Thank God for Walmart, I'm too poor even for Ikea. I've decided to decorate with some knitted birds. I plan on making a bunch in different colors and hanging them from the ceiling. Check it out:Super cute, eh? I think they will be delightful once they're done.

I finally decided to look at the schedule of my classes and OMG I am a flaming incompitent when it comes to making a schedule. Monday, Wednesday, and Fridays I have three classes and they are close enough together that I can't do anything useful but far enough apart that it's almost stupid to go back to the dorm. It's annoying. Oh well, I'll have to learn to deal with it.

At least my room is much better this year even though it's on the same hallway in the same building. I have to say though seeing one of my hallmates ass in the bathroom was really unnecessary.

I wish my comic book collection was larger :( .

It's Almost Not Tuesday

So Zoloft it is.

I have almost finished Sam's birthday bear but I am too tired to continue. I still have all day tomorrow I guess.

Nothing happened today other than finding out that my textbook for Perceptions is out of stock at the bookstore. I may end up buying it off of Amazon. I do not feel like spending 102$ on this stupid book.

Today is Monday

I have almost nothing to say.

I finally got a copy of a knitting book that I've been looking for. It's called "Unusual Toys For You To Knit And Enjoy" by Jess Hutchinson and apparently it's like the Holy freaking Grail or something if you knit and you think you're a hot shot, modern knitter who knits things to be an ironic hipster fucker. I like the patterns in it and I'm currently working on a bear for Samantha's birthday. The colors are pretty hilarious (pink body, white sweater, and baby blue pants) and I love the proportions of the actual toy. That's my biggest problem with most toy patterns, I just don't like the shape but I lack the skills necessary to make my own patterns. I need to work on that because I have some bad ass ideas for some critters.


The bear pretty much resembles a bowling pin at this stage. I like knitting but I'm generally against the fact that I have to sew on limbs/ears/what have you after. I'm just a sloppy finisher and I blow at embroidery. All things to work on in the future I guess. Setting goals, etc etc etc.

I went to the doctor today and got a tentative diagnosis but I'll have to wait and see another doctor in a few months and probably a third in addition to that. Ah, what a pain in me arse.

I move back to the lovely Corcoran housing facility on the 16th, Sam moves back on Wednesday so I could probably move in some things when she's around. I'm actually pretty excited for classes to start on the 20th. I feel like summer has been relaxing but really boring so it'll be nice to be on campus and actually doing things instead of plotting ways to blackmail Ryan Seacrest off the air. I hate that man.

Spatulas.

Proof that Joan (sewing machine) is now my bitch

Hey there sexy skirt! It's adorable in my opinion. I made it in a class at Urban Arts and Crafts. It was not a race, but I did finish first. Laura came in at the end of the class and looked around and said "Mwahaha, you won!" That's why I love her. That and she modeled the skirt (see below).

Look at my messy room and cute sister and dog. Oh yeah, the skirt is pretty fly too.

I want a knitting pattern book so I'm going to the library tomorrow so I can get one (or thirty). It's going to magical since I have a scanner to preserve the patterns for later use. I'm pretty sure that's unethical but I have no scruples so whatever.

Last thing, Beer Belly Bunny!

Link

I love the internet. Mostly I love finding free knitting patterns and pretty art. Stumble has been so helpful in this regard. I'll now share some cool stuff I've stumbled across:

A pattern for a knit Squid . It's pretty freaking cute.
A knit cat . This chick is pretty fantastic.
ELEPHANT

Enough knitting for now. More pretty pictures:

Gorgeous
Paper has never looked this cool
I love these so much. There is something so beautiful and sad about abandoned cities.
Totally my style and therefore perfect.

The Breast Cancer Walk was today but I have no photographic evidence I was there. You will have to take my word for it. Some of my favorite shirts included: "Save 2nd Base" (website) and "Great Boobs are Worth Fighting For".

I hate cancer and people who try and start arguments.

Onward and Upward.

Epic Battle

Every time I start a new hobby/craft project I realize what a pain in the ass they are. For example, I've been knitting for about a year now and I still have apprehensions every time I start a new project. Lately it's been zombies and trying to create a robot pattern that actually looks like what my robot doodles look like. As frustrating as knitting can be, at least I can put something together for that feeling of satisfaction.

Sewing seems to be a different story all together. I've always admired people who could actually sew clothing, bags, place-mats, etc so it seemed the logical choice for my next hobby. This machine is a bitch. I don't even have a name for her yet, but I know it's a girl and she's always PMSing and she hates me. I spent at least 35 minutes trying to thread the fucking thing. I will admit that it's my fault some pieces fell out but I put them back in their proper places. I even busted out the damn manual to confirm that I wasn't a flaming incompetent, but alas, the machine wasn't going to go willingly.
On top of the machine tomfoolery, I've realized that I cannot cut or sew in a straight line. I am incapable. This is really no surprise as coloring inside the lines has always been a slight (see also: major) problem for me. Next time I go out to Jo Ann's (or Johann if you're Laura)/Hobby Lobby/whatever I need to get a straight edge ruler and damn rotary scissors (looks like a pizza but it's not, or so I'm told), that should help.
Most of all when I was wrestling with the machine I kept wishing I had asked Nonna how to sew when I was younger. I remember getting to work the pedal to make her machine run, but other than that I was too busy doing anything else to learn. It's one of my bigger regrets.

Anyway, once more into the bitch dear friends. This machine cannot win.

Crooked Fingers

As I was flipping my good friend Clare off yesterday, she said to me "Marisa, are your fingers crooked?" I, of course, know the answer to that question and the answer is: Yes, they are all pretty crooked. This doesn't really effect me too badly, I can still write and knit and whatever, but it's sort of annoying. They tend to hurt a lot if I've been writing for say, more than a page or two. If people notice them they usually ask if I've broken my finger, but I looked at my baby picture and there I am, in all my crooked fingered glory.

Whatever, I can still knit, and the second I find my stupid camera, there are going to be pictures here of my kick ass zombie dolls. I feel like they are my babies. Clare also had the audacity to call me crafty. I have some strange stigma about that word, probably because my gma is like a Martha Stewart-crafter and I don't like that, but I suppose I have those genes as well as crooked hand genes.

I can't wait to be out of school. Just 35 more class days.