Ha! The knitting gods did not smite me down for my arrogant prediction that I'd finish early.
I used up both balls (that was the point).
I'm liking the ploofiness of it right now so I probably won't block it.
Great pattern; only downside was that I had to watch what I was doing which meant missing much of the Olympic action. However, thanks to the NBC announcers (wildly Americentric though they may be) I heard all of the highlights and had some warning when to look up.
It was a tad anti-climactic to bind-off by myself during a Seinfeld repeat. But it was authentic.
And now George is cuddled around my neck while I veg out with a romantic comedy.
Despite the scarf's weightlessness, it feels like a gold medal.