The Personal: (or, In which I promote all my own LJ entries)
My boyfriend of two-and-a-half years broke up with me in February. It was pretty miserable, but not only am I good now, I have a nice life that I am enjoying very much.
I was officially diagnosed with major depressive disorder and started therapy and meds this year, though I was pretty much miserable for two and a half years before that.
My grandma on my mom's side passed away =(. It was sad, and I worry about my mom. The entire family did manage to get together for the funeral, though, which was nice, because I haven't seen them all for a while.
I went to my firstcon ever and was terrified by the hordes of people and managed to sort of stalk Patricia A. McKillip and hear a snippet from Solstice Wood
I startedknitting again, for the first time since middle school! I went slightly overboard in yarn purchasing and made a Really Ugly Scarf, two kerchiefs with giant floppy flowers, a Less Ugly Scarf, My First Sweater (also Really UglyTM), two tanktops, a fuzzy scarf, and a lace shrug. I also experimented with a lace scarf gone horribly awry, thanks to the disastrous frogging inability of mohair, cables (still working on it), and lovely purple yarn that is undergoing its third incarnation as a scarf (I was perpetually unsatisfied with the patterns).
I also learned how to crochet, which was quite exciting and round.
I made my very first gingerbread house, which has the unfortunate resemblance to a spider.
I had my very first real Christmas tree all to myself! Ok, I really shouldn't be counting this because I had one two years ago with the boy, but... this is my first real one as a single person! Also... TREEE!!!!
I startedcooking and amazingly avoided poisoning myself, my rats, my roommate, my friends and my family (knock on wood).
My baby sister graduated from college. She's actually only two years younger than me, but still! Graduated! Working! In New York! On the plus side, this meant I got to visit her for Thanksgiving and eat her tiramisu and buy a cute pink hat and eat coffeeandink's scones and buy more books than was good for me.
I got my wisdom teeth out and looked like a very sad and pathetic chipmunk for a few days. It was a day of great joy when I could chew enough to eat pizza again.