Socks Of Doom

I finished the socks!  The socks are done!

Today was just one of those days.  I slept on the couch because my grandmother was staying in my room.  Twelve hours, but I probably woke up half a dozen times (awkwardly turn over, go back to sleep).  I woke up feeling somewhat better than yesterday but still just... blah.

I'm taking Vitamin C supplements that are gummies shaped like orange slices.  Marketed for adults.  They're basically like candy for sick people.  It's so great.

In English I got up and started to leave when the professor was readying to hand back essays.  It's the last thing he does in class and I hadn't turned one in on Tuesday, so I figured there was no reason for me to stay.  I got to the door before I realized he was staring at me, so the entire class was staring at me.  I paused with my hand on the doorknob, turned toward him, and shrugged.  "You don't have one of mine, remember?"  He unfroze and I knew he'd forgotten.  "Ah.  Yes.  If you didn't hand an essay in to me on Tuesday, you can leave now."  I realized on the stairs I should've said, "Oh, did my fairy godmother turn in an essay I didn't know about?"  Same result, but with added laughter.

Government was pretty much a repeat class from last semester, talking about good sources versus questionable, bad, and worse-than-nothing sources.  Did you know that watching cable news networks is scientifically proven to be worse at informing the public about political issues than not watching any news at all?  It's pretty sad really.  Also one of the students asked, "What about TMZ?" and half the class started snorting.  The professor actually giggled.

Anyway, I bet you want to hear about the socks.

These are they.  The toes are still stupid.  They're still a bit loose although they're definitely negatively-eased.  They're weirdly easy to get on and off and I suspect they may start falling down eventually.  They'll probably wear through pretty quickly (compared to most handknit socks) and I don't have leftover yarn with which to darn them.  But eh.  They're fine.

I'm proud of the cabling.  The center panels consist of four two-stitch knit columns and eight purls that all hop around as the knit columns travel and cross.  The edge cables consists of two purls bordering a six-stitch knit column that occasionally crosses over itself.  When I got to the point of starting the ribbing, I knew I'd be putting the center two stitches from the edge cables as the purls in my 2x2 rib, and the last purl from an edge cable and the first purl from the center panel as another set of purls.  I figured out that in order to make the ribbing flow naturally out of the center panel cables I needed to do the chart up through row 16, and then on row 17 move the outside knit columns in one stitch without touching anything else.  That might not make too much sense, and I might have to make you a diagram, but it worked.  Beautifully.  The knit columns twist their way through the cabling and then straight up into the rib.  I couldn't have asked for a better setup, honestly.

I'm so happy these socks are done.  I was calling them "the stupid evil socks of doom" the last few days.  All this really means though is that I get to start the February socks, and I have to make each sock in a week.  If I could do it for the Ravellenics last February, I guess I can do it now.  And I'm making this pair vanilla (the last pair had small side cables), so it should be even easier.  Right?