Here's the picture of my progress. I finished the third ball (three balls have me 11 inches in the second size-I think 160 stitches in 2X2 rib all the way around) and started the 4th ball. I only need 3 more inches on it before I can start the challenge of the yoke.
I'm a knitter who plays poker. I pretty much only play Texas Hold'Em and mostly No-Limit. I play in small tournament style games with friends at their houses. I played last night at a friends house instead of going to do karaoke. It was sort of a last minute thing, and at the beginning I wasn't sure if I was really feeling it. I'm sort of competitive and I wasn't doing that well. Let's just say my 3 aces lost to a full house, aces full of 2's. Not a happy camper at that time. I was thinking to myself, "I could be knitting right now" instead of having my three freaking aces lose to a full house when I call my friends all in bet. I wanted to be working on my oh so soft tempting and there I was losing. The story has a happy ending for me as I came back and won the tournamenet style game we were playing. Was my perfectionist self happy however? Not that happy, I was still thinking about those trip aces. It would have been a gigantic/amazing lay down and I couldn't make it. I hate 2s.
I am also packing up my room in my apartment. I also have almost all of the kitchen stuff and want it packed too before I leave. I am therefore looking at buying boxes in bulk online, any suggestions on where to get free boxes? I am not officialy moving until the end of July, but since I am spending the summer studying for the bar at my family's house on Chappaquiddick (with my boyfriend), Martha's Vineyard, and the bar is the 23,24,25 (I think) of July I want to be mostly packed up before we move down there. My brother's high school graduation, a Red Sox game, and some other things mean we aren't moving down there right after graduation (Yes, this Sunday I graduate from Boston University School of Law).
Graduation hasn't really hit me yet. It kind of has though. People will be scattering and it turns out the number I care about it sort of limited. I'm sad to say goodbye to a decent number of them and I am definately sad that my criminal clinic friends for the most part will be scattering. I am also definately sad about the incredibly goofy hat we have to wear. It's a Shakespearean-Elizabethean floppy ridiculous thing that will make the rest of my curly hair poof out below it in a silly way. At least everyone will look silly.
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