I was going to show you the progress on my Monkey socks today. Yeah. Well. That didn't work out so well. Maybe these socks are cursed, or maybe I misunderstood the yarn when I thought it said it wanted to be a pair of Monkeys. After all, human-to-yarn communication is by no means infallible, there are thousands and thousands of knitters who can attest to this.
So far, I've cast on three times. The first time, I just really didn't like how messy the caston looked. Rip. The second time, I was quite happy with my caston, my usual knit/purl longtail approach. Everything was fine, I started tugging on the loop to pull the stitches in position... and ended up pulling on the wrong needles. Stitches in my hand, not on the needle. Rip.
This morning, I almost made it. I cast on, things were great. I started knitting, things were still great. Hey, it's amazing how quickly the ribbing grows when you're using US 1, not US 0 needles! Only 3 rows, and look at how big... oh, wait. Crap. It said twisted rib, didn't it?
So later today, during lunch or after work, I'll cast on a fourth time. And if that doesn't work out, I'll conclude that these socks are cursed and move on.