Je ne parle Francais.

I don't even think Je can even spell Francais. I have been giving serious thought to trying to teach myself French. No kidding. It is like my Mount Everest, I tried French and failed my sophomore year in college..... I SERIOUSLY sucked at French. I still have dreams about sucking at French. We don't even want to discuss how long ago that was! And I think it is what is mostly holding me back from getting my PhD. Pathetic, non? For art history, I have to have either French or German for the Masters and the other one for the PhD. Guess which one I chose at UNC?? Anyway, I have been feeling seriously like I am going nowhere in my life, and maybe that would be a step in the right direction. They have books just for reading competency, after all....

That goes hand in hand with my unshakable belief that I can learn anything from a book. It isn't always true, I reluctantly concede. I was forced to admit defeat on Networking for Dummies when we got to hexadecimal number systems, but I am undeterred. Dogged determination goes a long way in the face of certain failure, don't you think?? Besides, I don't think a Nobel prize winner in hexadecimal numbering could teach me hexadecimal numbering. They give one in that, don't they?

On to knitting news: All pieces for the Kingscot are knitted.... I just need to block it, my obvious favorite part, and sew it together. Instead of that, I immediately cast on for the Minimalist Cardigan. That was last Sunday (the 13th?), and I am almost finished with the back. I have no idea why everyone hates moss stitch so much.... I find all that swinging of the yarn from front to back to be kind of hypnotic. And I LOVE the fabric it is working into! It is so pretty and blue-y green-y! I love knitting so much....

Pictures to follow- I have recently been too lazy to take pics during the day when it is even vaguely possible to get a good image!