Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Tomorrow is the feast of St. Nicholas, which, in my candy and coffee worshiping family, means that my mother has sent me a care package. I know that there is yarn in this package because mum refused to tell me about Loop's new shop, instead telling me that I'd find out on the 6th. It's taking all of my self control to not open the package.
Term ended last Friday; I hope to never see critical theory again. I finished a pair of black socks this evening that are too boring to photograph, so I'll leave you with a picture of the purple socks I began a couple of days ago.