Well, I got the CW job. I will soon be leading tourists around telling them ghost stories several times a week. Not in a costume. The no costume part still makes me sad, but I'm getting more excited about the job in general. It should be fun, and it will be a good break from the studying once classes start up again.
Still working away on the Rockstar Sweater and the never-ending angora/silk/merino blend on the wheel. I think I've finally found the logic and rhythm of the lace pattern in the sweater, it's starting to go faster, which is a good thing. I've got about 12 inches of the roving left hanging off the wheel, and it seems to not ever want to end. I'm getting sick of spinning this stuff, I want to ply and get on to the next thing, which will either be some CVM or an alpaca and bluefaced leicester blend from the stash.
What with not having classes and homework and my few school friends being gone for the summer, there hasn't been much to do. Not that there was ever much to do, but I seem to spending far more time alone, in my own head, than is strictly good for me. I'm lonely here, and I don't understand life here. I feel totally out of place and somehow separated from everything, and it's wearing on me. Maybe getting out of town for TNNA this weekend will help, I hope it does anyway.
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