I LOVE SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I don't just LOVE it, I can't wait to go back on Monday.  Well, I should correct myself -- I love my art classes, they make me so happy, it's like what I'd like to be doing every day, playing with charcoal and getting messy and making shoes out of wire:

It's really reciculous, I've been thinking about it, to make shoes.  Out of wire.  With 14 other people in a small room and stools and spiral heaps of wire to share.  Are we making wire shoes for some body?  Why is this such a valued project??  Then it hit me -- college classes have made me feel that unless I am writing 5-page-essays regarding the theory of some lame 30 page essay written by a doctor who thinks that med students share a sense of family (duh, why is this being thought about for 30 pages of my time? [college has also made me measure time into pages, hehehe]) that I am doing nothing important.  HOWEVER, drawing contours of easels made of metal pipes and trying to figure out how to not get charcoal all over everything (including yourself -- and the inside of your nose) is more of what I'd like to do.  Always been a tactile person.  No way can I fondle an essay and feel satisfied in the end.  Yarn, clay, metals, pencils, paints.  I'm one for the fondling.

So there's that, the "I LOVE MY NEW SCHEDULE, OMFG!!" spiel.  And I do!  It's truly amazing.  Even my gen-ed classes correlate to art!  I have a Russian arts/media and utopia/dystopia class where the very Czec instructor blasts 18th century Russian music into our heads mid-lecture and an archaeology/anthropology class that deals with old pottery and ceramics. (Also with hands-on labs, SCORE!)

I got a package in the mail!  I've ordered about... 5 things from amazon (only 3 things arrived 0_0 ) and something verrrry special from KnitPicks.  Everyday on my walk home I've been thinking about whether it's there, waiting for me.  It was!  I picked up the box and shuffled around my house in my hand-made socks giggling like a maniac, soaking in the pleasures of getting a huge box of yarn in the mail before I reveal the treasures within.  Carefully, I found scissors and neatly went down the three seams of the box that the tape had been concealing, protecting my purchase.  I HAVE NEVER HAD YARN LIKE THIS BEFORE, so I went nuts and showed my brother (didn't care) and my dad (ditto) and then declared it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.  OK, pictures:

SO EXCITED TO MAKE SOCKS YOU'VE GOT NO IDEA, HOLY WOW.  That is all for now, I do buhleev.  Also bought a book (Yarn to Dye For) and some white merino sock yarn -- guess what I'mma be doin'?

The project of the week is The Pat Hat v.2:

And to let all you crafty hoes out there know (I know you're not all hoes, I just got back from being around a friend and her roomies -- they call everyone/everything a hoe. Sorry.), there will be a PLUSH ALONG!  If anyone is interested in joining or ideas, PLEASE contact me through the contact link at the side or at knittynikkiAThotmailDOTcom.  Peace, yo!