Arcana Vitae

I remember the night vividly, the dry juniper logs crackling on the fire, their bright light providing the only barrier from the oncoming cool desert night. My little green tent faintly aglow in its light, the eerie haunted sound of coyotes echoing in the distance. When I heard his footsteps I jumped and turned around quickly, wishing that I had something to protect myself with. I guess there was always the fire. I would use it, as a last resort. “It’s funny,” he said, in a gravelly smoke stained voice, “that this is all that is left of animals after they die. It seems like there should be more.”
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Cover your digknitty with these!

If you like stockinette stitch. These pants are for you! Pattern Here

They are really quite easy to complete, though it took me some thinking to wrap my brain around how to attach the lace border. Like some of my other online knitters, I too used far less yarn than was called for.

As far as fit goes, I measure about 36 inches around my hips, but knitted the extra small size (33.5 inches at hips), so this is what it looks like with 2.5 inches or 7% negative ease. I wouldn’t have gone any smaller as it is pretty form fitting, but if you are considering what size for yourself, you’ll be able to see how they fit on me.

At first, I was a bit frightened by the sheer amount of lacey fringe on the bottom of the legs, but really it doesn’t look too bad in the pictures. Also these pictures were taken before the pants were washed, so the lace might relax and drape a little better after that.

Why underthings? I don’t really even know. They seem like they will be great loungewear and they go along with my quest to become throughly modern by swearing like a sailor and wearing underthings with *gasp* separate legs!

So recently I’ve been playing the Sock Wars
game. It’s a pretty simple idea. You are given a dossier which includes the shoe size and address of your victim. Then you knit up a pair of socks for your victim and mail it off to them. This effectively “assassinates” them and then they have to mail to you their socks in progress and their target and you finish them and kill their target. And so it goes, and so it goes until one remains.

I, the great assassin The Oncoming Storm, have already killed my target, A Little Quacky. Today though, when I was getting the mail, I met my unfortunate demise. I was killed by The Highland Warrior, a knitter from Scotland who sent me a nice present in addition to my delectable socks. Sock Wars: THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE!

And thus begins my deep, dark, descent into the bloggosphere. I hope to include various knitting adventures as well as just random thesis updates and general shenanigans.