I just did something last night that may be the first and the last time I attempt to do something so bold in the History Of Knitting.
Look what I attempted:

Me, with a grand total of less-than-4-months worth of knitting experience, decided to start knitting socks. (That’s right you non-knitters… socks knit on 4 to 5 needles.)
But not just any sock.
I did a sock with sized 2mm double points. That’s size Zilch for you US-Aians….(And if you really must know, that’s size 14 for those in the UK).

I almost jabbed my eyes (4 x 55 times) with these awkward needles jutting out all over the place, dropped stitches (a thousand times), frogged it because of dropped stitches/ stitches flying off the needles (a thousand and one times), spliced the yarn (in a million places), held the tension so tightly that my finger gangrened and dropped off I might as well tie it to an elephant and make him pull the tension for me.
But I persevered. And I did it. Okay, technically, it’s not completed. But I’ll get there…
I started with my own pattern, modified from a baby sock. I expected the Guiness Book Of World Records to call me anytime then. But I realised after going online to search for more sock tips, I realised I wasn’t the only one who knitted or thought of knitting tiny socks. -____-
Pfffftt. So what, you peeps. Who can say that they attempted a tiny sock at their first try, huh?
Okay I really must get to work. I hope to finish with the tiny sockie tonight!
That’s if I do not jab my eyes out with those evil looking skewers needles.