suddenly i find myself with oodles more romantic frustration to sublimate and i'd been fawning over the picture of the mitred square afghan/blanket thingie in Mason-Dixon knitting so i began knitting up the mitres and guess what!?! it's one of the most fun things i've done in awhile and it's forced me to pay enough attention that i am actually managing to carry the second strand of yarn up the side and keeping the carried strand 'hidden' over the course of the contrasting coloured strip about 65% of the time. that's actually pretty darn good for me since i tend to let it all hang out since the edges are usually going to be buried into a seam, eventually. problem is, now the hooded jumper that i'm 1/3 of the way into rests at the bottom o' the knitting bag like an accusation. i've enough frustration to sublimate, enough ambition, but sooo very little time.