the peace in every eye.

now i find myself watching Dawson’s Creek when i’m supposed to be studying for my history final; a sad mental smirk as i acknowledge how adolescent my life is these days…   whatever, its still a good show.



i killed sock #2.  there it was almost done & fitting nowhere:  



ugh, it makes me uncomfortable to look at that picture.  sheesh.  next time i’ll consider how polio my legs are and take it in a dozen or so.  still, the pattern isn’t so terrible.  it may be a good experience to attempt my own adjustments and see where it goes.