If only I had an Enemy bigger than my Apathy....

So,

perhaps because yesterday was amazing, I have no desire to do anything today. I'm not even kidding.

First off, hanging out with a friend in the morning was fun. It always is. We joked about Barbara and Torso teddy, went to the mall, and then, we went elsewhere, to meet this man.

In case you don't know who he is, his name's Mark Nizer, and yes, he's a world famous juggler.

I got to catch a sold out show, and of course, hung around to meet him after the show.

His nickname is Juggle Boy, and I introduced myself as "The Knitted Juggler"

He asked the important question of course, after that. It's the question that every famous person who's ever taken a moment to speak to me asks.

"Do you knit and juggle at the same time?"

Sadly, the answer is still no. I do not have the ability to do this. However, he was the first person to offer a solution, so, as soon as I buy some pingpong balls, I'll start attempting the art of ping pong juggling with my mouth.

You know, the thing that all juggler's warn people not to try at home.

So, either it's a vote of confidence or a death sentence.

We also talked about the International Juggler's Association, something I wasn't planning on. Then, I realized how mind bendingly tired his life is, as he asked what state we're in. So, now I know that Salem has one, and so does Buffalo! It was great talking to him, and it was fun. It's always fun to meet a pro, you know?

Then, I got to hang out again after with friends. We played at the Arcade, and I got some compliments on my sweater, previously finished that morning, on the way to town.

Gotta love compliments on hard work, lol.

So, after two of us gambled like small children for tickets, and two of them almost died at DDR, we all hung out.

And for the first time in a long time, I was invited to hang at a house, as a friend.

It was kind of great, and at the same time bittersweet. I declined, and hung out in the comparable quiet of the coffee shop in the mall, with a new friend.

Maybe yesterday, I day I used to hate, makes today so hard to do. I had such fun from waking to sleeping, that I can't go back to blah, to doing homework today.

Where are you, my bohemia?

"In the Beginning, There was the Mountain...."

Okay, well, maybe not so much a mountain, than a bunch of stuff that needs to get done.

Hello, there.

Whether you're reading this twelve seconds after I hit post, or ten years from now, welcome.

My name's K.J, and you've just entered my life. I'm not sure what keyword you've used to stumble upon this blog, or what link you followed, but you are all welcome here.

So... what should we discuss first? Maybe the first thing that got started, right?

Okay. That would be the knitting. Knitting and I have been in a relationship for about seven years now, since I was a sophomore in high school. Knitting and I have gone a long way together. Knitting is a big part of my life. Why, you ask? Well, there's this thing out there called the world's longest scarf. Yup, I'm that idiot attempting to do it. Yes, I know it has its own blog and twitter account already. It also has a ravelry group and a facebook page. I've gotten my hats on famous heads (30h!3, you still have them, right?) by complete accident. It all started with a cat hat, then restarted with a dinosaur hat. Now, I'm not sure how far it will go, but I'm willing to let it take me far.

Okay, knitting sorta covered. That places juggling next. After my first year of college, I decided juggling. I'm pretty sure I considered it during the spring semester, but didn't really start until the summer. I, K. Schrecengast, picked up juggling because I didn't know what to do with a homesick camper. Yup. That's how that started. Its rare to meet me without juggling equipment these days. I can juggle rings, scarves, balls, and clubs, and yes, I am wanting to purchase knives and torches. I want to get back into poi, and I love all three of my contact juggling balls. No, they are not fushigi, and I am offended that people ask if they are. They're way to cool for that.

Next? EMS. That's right. This girl who used to want to major in English and be a professor decided that after a long day and a hard call, that she wanted to be a paramedic. I'm currently a first year student in my first semester, but who knows where I'll be in three years? I will never talk about where I am or where I've been to on calls...because that's a HIPAA violation.

Okay... Knit, Juggle, Save life... write. Yup. Write.
As this is typed out at 10 PM on Nov. 28, guess what? I'm editing two novels. They are both in the horror genre to me, but we'll see when they get sent to publishing. The Phoenix Squad is the first born, and The King of the Mountain may be its great great grandmother. I'm not to sure on the logistics yet. I really should get on that whole editing thing...but I wanted to start a blog where I am all of me, instead of just a knitter, or just a juggler.

No, instead, you get all of me, in the life and times of K. Schrecengast.