Thoughts: Transportation

My car, sadly, is dead. :( She ("Ruby"), has actually been resting in the same place for over a year now because I cannot afford to fix her up. She is old and needs some serious TLC.


Here she is back in early 2007 when it snowed.
The Guys (Thomas and Andrew) have been talking about messing with it (vehicle divas that they are), but nothing solid as of yet. I think I may just sell her and try to either purchase a good road bike or some sort of older motor scooter. :) They're fun and would be perfect for getting around town.

My current modes of transportation are Thomas' car, sometimes Andrew's, my cumbersome Schwinn cruiser, and my legs.

I was thinking about how much I really enjoy walking as I was walking (ding!) to my pseudo-home (with The Guys) from work. It is rare when I truly have a moment to myself these days, and I savor each one as one might expensive chocolate. Thinking time. Yes, walking takes twice as long as riding the bike, but it is also much less stressful and tiring. Plus, it is no fun to show up to work red-faced and sweaty from an uphill ride on a 40-pound bicycle!

Short rant: TODAY (well, technically yesterday), I thought I would take the bus to work, just to change things up a bit. It's free and usually relatively quick, but this particular day it was being driven by Dr. McIdiot. Seriously. He drove at a maximum of 15 miles per hour and SAT THROUGH A GREEN LIGHT. Really? I was rather upset because I left with time enough to walk to work, and I ended up being thirteen minutes late because I rode the bus. How did that happen? In fact, I did not even wait for the bus to stop at the main depot... I got off at a stop further away and booked it to my destination, probably arriving sooner than the bus would have. *smacks forehead* Last time I'll be doing that.

In short, people think I walk a long way, but really it is about a mile and a half and takes between 20 and 25 minutes to get to or from work. I love it. It offers me an hour of each day completely to myself. Yes, I have to plan ahead, but I am really in no rush to go anywhere. Taking time off from school definitely has its advantages. It has taken me awhile to see that because I am so determined to be finished, but I think, from this point forward, I will try my best to enjoy each moment and look toward the future, whatever may come.

Goodnight, deers.

Thoughts: Knitting

I may as well get this confession out of the way: I am an extraordinarily picky person when it comes to JUST ABOUT EVERYTHING. I like things how I like them and no substitute will do.

Now, I love to knit. OH how I love to knit. I could spend every cent of every paycheck on gorgeous yarn from Knit Picks and still never have enough, however, I am a college student and cannot afford to do so. Yet.

Well, as much as I adore knitting, I absolutely abhor around 97% of knitting patterns. Why? Three reasons:

1. Felting. *shudder* I cannot stand the look or feel of anything felted. You've just knitted something lovely and promptly ruined it! Call me a fiber rebel, but I think felting is completely uncool.

2. Most Fair Isle. Yes, some can be classy, such as Eunny Jang's Endpaper Mitts, which I actually think are gorgeous and would love to fabricate a pair for myself. But really... garments are still knit that resemble Cosby sweaters? Yikes.

3. Too complicated. I am a woman who likes simple, elegant, well-fitting garments. No cables, no extravagant lace, no baubles, no frilly sleeves, et cetera.

That is why I will be casting on a moderately modified version of Alice Bell's lovely Brompton Sweater as soon as I purchase the yarn.

Like I said, I like what I like. :)

I'm off to play some Beautiful Katamari (a game in which you roll stuff into giant balls to create planets) before I turn in. Love to you all!


Beautiful Katamari: The King of All Cosmos!
P.S. Andrew, my boyfriend's roommate, is blasphemous. "Nutella is glorified peanut butter," my butt.