Nerd Girl Problem #182 & Catch-up

Word. I've been reading my way through the Sherlock Holmes canon, and I've just finished His Last Bow. Although I still have one more collection to go until I'm technically finished, the eponymous final entry of His Last Bow is chronologically (in terms of the fictional universe) the final Sherlock Holmes story. I was slayed to find myself reading about Holmes and Watson's twilight years after having followed their friendship and their hijinks for practically their entire adult lives. Seriously, I am so sad it's ridiculous.

In other news:

I have just finished Merlin season three, but cannot move on to season four because the BBC likes to torture me by making their fabulous creations unavailable to me just because I don't live in region 2 or pay for channels like BBC America. So cruel.

We have a new car, I obtained a learner's permit, and I have been learning to drive. I break too hard, turn too slow, and have this terrible, terrible tendency not to notice traffic lights. But it's coming along.

I just finished the last quarter of the Master of Teaching program at Northeastern University. And now the job-rejection emails from local high schools are pouring in. Yay.

Because I have now finished my graduate program, I once again have time to knit. I picked up an old project, and spent most of the afternoon knitting, then frogging, then re-knitting the right sleeve when I remembered I was meant to be working garter stitch, not reverse stockinette. I guess that's what happens when you let projects sit too long.

On the upside, thanks to this knitty article I discovered that frogging does not actually have to be terrifying (only mildly frustrating), because, obviously, any sane person when ripping would pick up stitches where she wants to stop. Somehow I have been bumbling around without knowing this previously. Which mostly resulted in me not frogging anything, even when I really should have.

Made myself a thumb hole using this technique because, well, I’ve always wanted a sweater with a thumb hole. Purportedly it’s an Elizabeth Zimmermann tip, which is not a bit surprising considering how easy and sense-making it was.

Oh, I'm engaged and getting married. And it is awesome because that is space rock, our cake will be game-y, our centerpieces will be literary, our attire will be geeky, there will be BBQ and homemade beer and cows, and no one will be wearing white.




Also, this is awesome:

Also, also, The Legend of Korra pisses me off. But I think it's going to take me a whole post to rant sufficiently about that, so I'll save it for another day.