last night i taught myself the basics of knitting. now most individuals, especially those inclined towards the domestic art of knitting, would learn from a matriarch. a mother, grandmother - perhaps an aunt. but no, not me! instead i bought a kit from the grocery store - everything included but the yarn!

so i sat - cat on my left, ball of yarn on my right - book to the front, pillows behind - and followed a set of rudimentary instructions. within a half hour i was on my way to knitting zen. with a few hand cramps to temper the bliss.

so know i have half of a coaster? the beginning of a fashionably skinny scarf? a blanket for a baby mouse? it's not pretty, and i still don't know how to 'end' a project... but it's kinda cool seeing my hard work come to fruition.

i get the feeling though that knitting isn't actually a proper escape from computerdom as i was hoping. it still involves shoulders being hunched, fine-tuned finger movements, and my ass planted firmly on the couch. but gosh darnit! it was fun.