Yeah.
Well, anyway, my day was so spectacularly mediocre that I felt I must return to the blogging world. I realize I've been fantastically BAD at blogging, but you just won't understand until you graduate and then suddenly have to have A Career, and also carpal tunnel, tendinitis, AND suddenly find yourself obsessed with knitting socks (I've finally succumbed, and I have the sneaking suspicion there is No Turning Back).
I have had NO luck with FOs since my CPH. I had to bind off early on my Tempting and I STILL ran out of yarn (might fix this with WEBS sale, or might frog). My Gretel is a huge (literally) disaster that only looks good on my dad, who is surprisingly able to pull off lavender (but he won't. He's secure in his masculinity, but the hat is ridiculous). In fact, I have not had a successful FO SINCE the CPH (the Camisa is almost wearable, but I MIGHT reknit it in a smaller size. The style is good, otherwise! But until I decide what I'm going to do, there is a 2-inch long gap that will not be seamed).
I've become obsessed with knitting socks, but fortunately have only acquired 5 skeins of sock yarn (and 4 of them are single-sock skeins). More on this as it develops.
And now, my spectacularly mediocre day!
As nobody on the internet knows, I now have A Job, which mostly involves doing the work that nobody wants to do! Yay! And no proof that I am the one doing it. But soon that will change. At any rate, today I went to my first board meeting (yup, it's THAT kind of job). It was boring, because I have no idea what's going on! But there were cookies and some new variety of almonds, so it wasn't a total waste. I felt like a Real Grown-Up. This is a strange feeling that started when I first put on my business suit, and gets more and more obnoxious every day. I combat it by reading YA novels (I am absolutely OBSESSED with Twilight. I don't need to hotlink it because everybody knows what that is, except, apparently, ME). Wait, I was talking about my day.
I guess blogging was good for me, because the wysiwyg interface at work is JUST like a blog! Oh, I also am in charge of updating my association's website. One day I will give it a content overhaul when nobody is looking. And until then, I shall not link it here, because I am ASHAMED of its total lack of cool. Also, the TINY bit of tooling around with html came in handy (not so the XML. All that taught me was to look for breaks in patterns. I'm like that guy with the beautiful mind, only less interesting), so, props to high school nerdiness, and thank goodness for love affair/serious relationship with web designer who will help me out.
So, that's my job.
Then, after my productive day, I came home and ate sausage that came for free in the mail. That's the best part. Unsolicited free sausage in the mail, and flavored with jalapeño! If only every meal came for free in the mail. The gf is really sketched out by this, but she should know better, since I eat stuff that I find. And as my last semester roommate knows, "it hasn't killed me yet!"
