Back to School

The first week of class is over. I like most of my classes, but I’ve already switched one of my required courses for another professor. I feel bad, because my little sister (sorority) was in that class so I was going to take it with her, but the professor is very vague about what he wants, and I want a class that I can get an “A” in.

Shakespeare looks like it will be good, although we’re reading some pretty obscure plays it makes me happy because then I can make obscure Shakespeare references. We have a twelve page research paper, so that will give me the opportunity to find out how much i like researching Shakespeare.

In other, really exciting news, it snowed here on Wednesday, and it’s snowing now too! In Atlanta! And up until Wednesday, I’d never really seen snow. I mean, it flurried once at home when I was four, and I have a picture of me at my grandparents at the whopping ages of 9 mos in the snow, but that’s about it. So this is very exciting!

Not much knitting, having scoped out any classes where I can get away with it yet, though I plan on doing some this weekend :D

The King Doth Keep His Revels Here Tonight

I love Shakespeare.

Seriously. How ’bout I just write papers on his plays for the rest of my life? Particularly Mid-Summer.

Sound good.

I mean, as a kid I think I just liked him because I was supposed to. I think I wondered even up to last week if I really liked Shakespeare, or I just thought I did. Mid-Summer was my favorite play because of King of Shadows by Susan Cooper more than for any real understanding of the show. It was the same with, say, Les Miserables and Notre-Dame de Paris (Links are to the books, both in English, me no speak French that good yet!). I liked them because of the musicals, or because I was supposed to. But when you really read them? There’s so much there! It took my Drama teacher saying: “Like you need any help talking about Shakespeare!” to make me realize: she’s right. I love it.

In Mid-Summer there’s the fairies, their involvement in the human world, the father/daughter relationship, Titania’s love for the boy versus Oberon, and then both of them being replaced by Bottom, as if she can only love one thing at once, one thing that is half-human. And their’s Puck, who claims to only love the mischief, but it is he who at the end “will make amends”.

So wonderful! Remind me of this at 1:30 tomorrow when I present.

Today I spent the whole day baby-sitting the printer for the lit mag, but instead of knitting (gasp! shock!) when I wasn’t fighting with the machienery that hates me I looked at old yearbooks in the back of the publicaitons office. Fun! And amazing how much my school has changed. Entire buildings aren’t here any more. The library was dorms for Pete’s sake!

Then Rie and I went on a yarn crawl to The Purly Gates which is going out of business. Twenty-five percent off! I got these:

I only have twenty dollars in my account until next Friday, but whatever. I was hoping that they had Kureyon, but no such luck. That would be too easy.

Wow, I’m a nerd, my iTunes just shuffled to RENT in Dutch. Dutch, not that I speak it, sounds almost like English when you’re not paying attention.

Anyway. Pretty yarns.

Speaking of Les Miserables, (look I was, a whole four paragraphs ago! PS. that link’s to the musical!), check this out! Les Miserables, in peeps. Amazing. And since when did Borders and Amazon tie the knot? I didn’t get to speak! I don’t wanna forever hold my peace!

What I was saying earlier, about there being so much hidden in literature, that goes for music too. You hear a song every day, and then one day you suddenly listen to the music and BAM! amazingness! It’s an amazing phenomenon.

Okay. Sleep now.

To sleep, perchance to dream.

Wait, wrong play.

Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber’d here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream.”

It’s Thundering

First off: Amy, do you have a blog? It wouldn’t let me view your profile, and I loved your comment!!

Funny…. When I was in high school I hated rain. And I don’t like it, much, but I find that when I’m not involved in five minute class changes and getting in and out of Mommy’s car I don’t mind it so much, don’t care so much about getting wet….

But I say this all from the safety of my room which I’m not leaving tonight.

Not so worried about my Shakespeare thing, because a bunch of people read their papers to the class instead of presenting an oral and handing in a paper to go with it. I can do better than that. But, since the worry is less I plan on spending the night writing to my Knitterly Swap Pen-pal, eating popcorn and watching House. I can do this in good conscience because

Yet Another Lizard Ridge Square Begun in Lieu of Sock is done!

Between Starbucks with Rie, at which I spilled her tea all over her….. and Knitting through Shakespeare class I got it done.

Speaking of Knitting through Class, I had the “OMB you knit in class?” with someone again today. Yes. I do. But only in the classes where if I did not my head would be on my desk and I would be bored out of my mind. In the classes where I don’t have to take notes. I don’t do things that require concentration. I answer questions. I am part of the discussion. If a professor asks me not to knit, I don’t. I wait a good month of classes before I try, having staked-out which professors will be okay with it.

Power just flickered. Grr.

Anyway. Yes I knit in class. End of story.

Back to the Lizard Square. Through doing this I’ve learned a lot as to how to work with Noro. You have to choose your skeins carefully. The colors most obvious may not even end up in your square, you have to know when to break and pull out a strand of all one color, or else you have an entirely blue square. It’s fun and challenging.

Rie knows a yarn store that’s going out of business, so I think we’re field-tripping there tomorrow! We’re also gonna sit outside the cafeteria with some of my stuff to get people interested in our knitting club :D

Oh, and OMG guyz, check this out: Alison over at The Blue Blog is coming out with a book in May, with patterns inspired by Harry Potter. I am très excited! :D

That’s all for today. Off to ponder: French homework before or after House?

First post

Gotta love the first pirst, in which I pretty much talk to myself. As if I don’t do enough of that anyway….

Hi! I’m Chelsey, I’m eighteen and a freshman in college in Atlanta. I have a passion for literature, French, French Literature and knitting. A lot of knitting. I’m attempting to start a knitting club with my friends up here.

Right now I’m working on a Lizard Ridge Afghan which will probably take me the next million years. No, actually I’ve six squares done right now and I’ve been working on it since March. I do a square in between projects.

I name my squares as well. Pictured above are Skyline, The Jungle Book, A Mid-Summer Night’s Dream and the first bit of Carnivale. I also have The Secret Garden and Under The Sea that I’ll post pictures of once I find camera batteries.

Right now the in-between is my first pair of socks for me, using the basic pattern from The Yarn Harlot’s Book . I stole it from the Knitting Closet of Doom at home. My mother shall never miss it. Great book, I read most of it in a night and the rest on the ride up here.

I knit a pair of socks from The Knitter’s Handy Book of Patterns for my best friend last year, but not myself. It’s difficult to size them right for me because my leg swells up a lot so they have to be, like, ginormous. Sigh

Today, though, I got ditched by my friends (not really, but had time to myself), so I took a nap and then sat down to listen to Lime and Violet 30 and knit. It was really nice, and I love those girls.

I should be working on my presentation for Shakespeare in Preformance next Thursday, but since I think I just picked a new topic that I want to run by my professors I may go back to my knitting chair! I’m listening to Notre-Dame de Pariswhich makes me want to knit delicate shawls and dance barefoot somewhere in Europe….