Death Becomes Her

It's official, I'm dead. Though I do have nice green socks to wear around. And of course war stories about cramped hands and ripping out mistakes. This was a definite fun activity. Next year though, I'd rather not have to ignore 4 classes worth of homework to knit socks.

Me, Dead.


The socks that killed me....


Even my dog misses me....



I didn't die before I sent my Death Socks.....My instruments of doom



Suck
On a completely different subject, this week is going to suck. It's mid-term week and all I'll be doing this weekend is studying....well, aside from going to the Renaissance Faire for a short bit on Saturday. I didn't even go to Sit 'n Knit (even though my class that night was over by 5:30). I'm trying to be somewhat of a good student....don't laugh too hard.