Jun. 4th, 2001

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i only got to spend a little time at school today. :( but i stopped in and watched em teach bio. that was good. and i saw andy, and was reminded that he's too tall. as i was leaving, i said hi to mr sneddon, who said, 'just think, a few more days and you'll be free. moving on to a whole new life.' and i said, 'i graduated two years ago, mr sneddon.' and he said, '...oh. right. so where are you going to college?' ::grin::
mom had to go into dc, in the afternoon, which was why i couldn't stay at school, and i had to take the metro to fencing. got there 45 minutes early, what fun. but i made up for doing so much sitting at practice yesterday. i fenced everyone who was there, i think. except marcellus, cause he wasn't fencing. kristen was back; i hadn't realized how new she was. and i still need to work on calibration. bad me. we did footwork drills at the end, which was good. and i convinced marcellus that we need to learn one new period move each week. that'll be lots of fun.
went to 'on the border' for dinner, and plotted evil things. there's a janissary band that plays at pennsic, near the fencing field. they're sort of middle eastern and very loud and obnoxious. so we decided that we of fallen from grace would form our own band, consisting of whatever instruments we could find (kazoo, lute, violin, drum, recorder, mallet with squeaky toy attached to the end, half empty mead jug) and whoever couldn't run away fast enough. and a guy in a sandwich board carrying a hat at the end of the line. the sign would read
"please donate to the pennsic widows and orphans fund
pay us and we'll go away"
:) muchly fun. we decided we'd try to get letters of mark from the crown (the thing that makes you a legal privateer, instead of just a pirate) and go serenade the other kingdoms' royal encampments. psychological warfare, whee!
anyway, that's why dinner lasted too long. we have waaaay too much imagination.
tomorrow i have to drop off my doublet and buttons at belphoebe's after my orthodontist appointment. Wednesday i have choir. :P Thursday is a stitch'n'bitch.

i smell bad. and i'm very very tired and probably going to hurt in the morning.

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