Picture it. La Crosse, Wisconsin. 1994.

Happy Coming Out-iversary, ME!

14 years ago yesterday, I came out to pretty much everyone I knew except for my family (though, if you ask my awesome friend Breeder Jeanne, she’ll tell you I did a kickline out of the closet in full pink chiffon and feathers with sequins and glitter. She over-exaggerates more than anyone else in the universe).

I haven’t looked back since. Celebrate our victories. Our voices win freedom. Every voice counts.

Happy Pride, y’all.

Blogged under Life by Jeremy on Friday 20 June 2008 at 3:38 pm

FO: Irish Diamond Shawl

Note: This is the writeup I did for the LiveJournal Knitting community about the Devil Irish Diamond Shawl.  Some of you have seen this. People who read my blog but not my LJ haven’t seen it. I’m proud of this, and I felt I needed some good things in my blog after the last crushingly depressing post.

Pattern: Irish Diamond Shawl from Cheryl Oberle’s Folk Shawls
Yarn: Harrisville Designs New England Shetland, 7.5 skeins
Colorway: 12 – Seagreen
Needles: Knitpicks Options, size 7
Dimensions: 48″ square
Started: March 5, 2008
Finished: June 12, 2008

Details: I got Folk Shawls as a Christmas gift and knew that I’d knit at least one of the patterns out of it. I drooled over this one and knew that my mother would love it, but with the yarn requirements and the tight budget we were on, I figured it’d be a while before I got the chance to do it. My birthday rolled around, and my big present from my partner was a trip to the yarn store. I’d been making noises about wanting to get yarn and start a big project to enter in the state fair, so I decided on this one. We went to the store, and I got 11 skeins of the New England Shetland in the only colorway of which they had enough yardage.

Changes in the pattern as written: None. I’m a big baby that way. I was petrified to change it. I thought about adding the corner yarnovers all the way out to the edge, but decided against it when it came time.

Things I learned: Lace is not for the faint-of-heart. It’s not a “Let’s watch TV and knit” project, nor is it a KIP/knitting group project, until you’ve done much more of it. Yes, this seems like a “duh” thing to learn, but after knitting Branching Out a couple of times, I figured (mistakenly) that I’d be okay. The inner repeats of the pattern were easy to memorize while I was knitting them, but I was surprised at how easy it also was to get off track and miscount. I learned very early on to love lifelines (by the end of it, I had about 20 lifelines in the shawl; I had dental floss at work, at home, and in my knitting bag at all times). I also learned to read my knitting and, more importantly, how to tink my knitting. Sl 1-k2tog-psso is easily un-knit when you see the construction and deconstruction at work.

This was a very humbling project for me. I was confident enough in my knitting skills to get the thing done, but it also took me a month longer to knit than I wanted. The deadline for registration for the Ohio State Fair is next Friday, the 20th, when I’ll be taking it in. I’m scared to death about that part, but if something gets judged higher, there was either something wrong with my construction (which I’m hoping they’ll tell me) or the other project just absolutely deserved a better score (in which case, I’ll definitely congratulate the knitter).

I’ve been a monogamous knitter for the last 3 months, and I’m ready for a little break before my next project. My mom has already shown the pictures to half of the courthouse where she works, and she’s also gone through a dozen Kleenex while crying.
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Blogged under Knitting by Jeremy on Tuesday 17 June 2008 at 11:11 pm

*sigh*

Having burned itself out, as usual, my rage and frustration at things in my life that I can’t change has turned to maudlin, melancholy depression.

I’m 35 years old. What do I have to show for it? The only thing worthwhile in my life, evidently, is my relationship with a man who stays with me for gods-know-why. No degree, and nothing on the horizon to improve that, and $8000 in student loans to show that I started something that I didn’t come anywhere near finishing. A job that I’m trying to refrain from talking about, and nothing in my sights for anything better. Very few social connections of which to speak. 1500 miles from my family. Deeper in debt every day and approaching serious financial hardships, up to and including not attending BTW this year. Fifty pounds overweight.

Is there a point? Why is this worth it?

I need a vacation from my life.

Blogged under Life by Jeremy on Sunday 15 June 2008 at 9:11 pm

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