QFP: ?

I LIED!!! Inside joke anyway here I am again. Posting things. And stuff. Went to Wizard Con last weekend. That was cool. Since I wasn't willing to invest the money and time in a really nice costume, I dressed all in black, made myself some fake dynamite, and carried around a cardboard picture frame with the word BOOM glued to it. Then I photo bombed as many pictures as possible. Unfortunately, I don't really get the fruits of my labor. What I should have done is gone up to the people whose picture I photobombed, and ask them to send the pictures to an e-mail I made for the event. And to also put the hashtag #wizconphotobomb2015 on any photos that had me in them. Oh well. I would write more about it, but without pictures it's just going to be boring. I really didn't do a whole lot this time. It was some tickets I won and I thought I would use this time to just get my feet wet. Test the waters. If I ever do this again I might, (and that's a mighty strong might there) do a more thorough post.

QFP: The Call

So yesterday I was supposed to get a call from my enrollment councilor from the college I will be attending to get my B.S. I was supposed to happen at 6:30 (p.m.) right? 6:35 I'm okay, people are always five to ten minutes late. 6:40 I'm a little irritated but still understanding. 6:45, I'm agitated, because the only thing worse than having to actually talk on the phone is sitting around waiting for a call because each moment you are getting more anxious wondering when the ticking time bomb is finally going to explode and you don't want to settle down and start something because inevitably then you will get the call so your are just standing, staring at your phone, waiting for the call, a pathetical miserable lump. 6:45, I get my book and start reading. 6:50, I calm down a little now that I am being distracted, but I still expect the call any minutes. 7, I understand she must be busy but this is getting kind of rude. 7:20, still reading, shooting my phone an irritated glance every once in a while. 7:40, I get ready for bed. 8, I stop watching my phone.

And she never called.

QFP: Another Day

Another day where nothing of import happened. Another day where the days all slide together to form a somewhat cohesive whole.

QFP: Sleepy

Have you ever closed your eyes to think through something really quick and then accidentally fallen asleep for forty minutes?

QFP: Knit

So I have been working on a basket weave knit blanket for a while now. I've had the yarn for even longer, and was knitting up a blanket, but partway through came up with an idea I wanted to tray.

A basket weave knit blanket where the squares alternate color. If you are much of a knitter, you are probably laughing, claiming such a thing cannot be accomplished.

It can, and I have already made great headway.

Katy scoffed, and said of course it has been done.

But it has not.

Not until now.