Sigh.

It's labor day weekend, and raining outside. Our apartment is still sort of gloomy and college-student-esque, and the peals of thunder from outside really aren't helping. There's plenty of Nutella in the cabinets and the bathroom is clean, though, so I can't complain.

I've been studying and watching movies all afternoon, although I was reading Japanese history around 11:30, closed my eyes for a quick nap, and woke again at 1:30 to the sound of my housemate and her family unpacking groceries. Schoolwork never seems to be finished - don't be fooled by the hula hoop; my butt has been planted on the couch reading physics and accounts of the Nara period for the last two hours.

Knitting-wise: Unst needs to be re-knit on slightly larger needles. It's seriously gorgeous, but just barely tugs on over my heel, and I know that my US 1.5s would fix that in a jiffy. Only problem? Somewhere between Seattle and Ohio, my 1.5s have gone missing. So, I cast on for Meida's Socks in a cheery sherbet color of Lorna's Laces. Hopefully the weather will take a cue from my yarn and brighten up soon.