Post Pennsic
Well anyway I am back from Pennsic.
Had a blast. I really needed that war, I feel so much better and things are starting to look up. I made enough money (just barely) to fix my car and put gas in it. As soon as I fix my car I will be moving to Grand Rapids. Anybody who is interested in helping me pack or move please contact me, I will let you know what is going on. Currently I need boxes to put things in. Especially small ones to put my books in.
The first week of war was far too hot and I loved every minute of hanging out with my Ironwolf family and it was very healing.
The second week of war was much more hectic than the first. It cooled down to the low 90s. On Monday I had to go to the hospital because I compressed my sciatic nerve. That hurt a lot, but the steroid shot that they gave me hurt much worse. I got better, though, and continued to party throughout the week. I took some classes and sewed a lot of leather, and my brothers gave me a huge self-esteem boost by letting me know that I am more attractive than I think I am. I danced at parties and did tons of walking and gained some new family members and got to know others better and drank too much only once and cut myself really bad on the knuckle the day before I left. I caught my "last-day-of-Pennsic cold" that day and then I packed up like 6 pavilions and got really sunburned in the face. Then we came home. I didn't want to leave.
See, I really didn't do all that much. At least, not much that I am going to report here...
-Lady Hiordis Reginsdottir
Had a blast. I really needed that war, I feel so much better and things are starting to look up. I made enough money (just barely) to fix my car and put gas in it. As soon as I fix my car I will be moving to Grand Rapids. Anybody who is interested in helping me pack or move please contact me, I will let you know what is going on. Currently I need boxes to put things in. Especially small ones to put my books in.
The first week of war was far too hot and I loved every minute of hanging out with my Ironwolf family and it was very healing.
The second week of war was much more hectic than the first. It cooled down to the low 90s. On Monday I had to go to the hospital because I compressed my sciatic nerve. That hurt a lot, but the steroid shot that they gave me hurt much worse. I got better, though, and continued to party throughout the week. I took some classes and sewed a lot of leather, and my brothers gave me a huge self-esteem boost by letting me know that I am more attractive than I think I am. I danced at parties and did tons of walking and gained some new family members and got to know others better and drank too much only once and cut myself really bad on the knuckle the day before I left. I caught my "last-day-of-Pennsic cold" that day and then I packed up like 6 pavilions and got really sunburned in the face. Then we came home. I didn't want to leave.
See, I really didn't do all that much. At least, not much that I am going to report here...
-Lady Hiordis Reginsdottir