I Don't Understand How I Manage to Do These Things to Myself.

So I decided since I will have hours of free time now that Oklahoma! is over, that I would teach myself to knit. Decent time killer, useful for college, easy to pawn off to kids who are impressed by mediocrity etc. So I got out my knitting needles and began to knit. Except I didn't know how. So I googled it. And some ridiculous Indian girl tried to teach me how. Then an Asian girl. And then...a cat? I don't know what that was. Anyways. They were all incompetent and incapable of teaching me anything. So I abandoned that plan, and started randomly doing what I've seen people doing sometimes. Except, that sure as hell didn't work, and it took my fifteen minutes to undo the knots. Then I went outside to get my phone out of the car. And I took my knitting with me, but it was raining. And as my slippers slipped, I kinda fell. And to avoid impaling myself with the needles, I threw them as I was falling. But the ball of yarn rolled away into the dark and down a hill. So...That's the end of that. Time for another hobby.