Jan 31, 2009 10:46
The plan was to sleep in today before getting up and finishing preparations for Canterbury Faire.
The plan has failed.
The plan is being aborted.
Plan aborted.
I woke up at 7.30 and just couldn't get back to sleep so phooey to that. Heeey, Firefox says that phooey is actually a real and true word. I find that this fact improves my whole entire life. Other things that improve my life include completed garb (HELLS YEAH) and soda water, because no matter what you say I kind of love that stuff like crack. Mmmmm, crack.
It's not raining, which is good because setting up tents in the rain is pretty much one of the worst unfun things to be doing. But it IS, like, a bajillion degrees outside instead. So... I don't know which is better. At least all my shit will stay dry and afterwards there can, nay, WILL be drinking in the shade.
God bless medieval events and their upholding of the fine alcohol tradition.