So...did some more writing....here's a few quick ones based on themes.

( -Crime- )

Wow...someone flipped the scarborough switch on about two hours ago. I'd felt like there was somewhere I had to be anyway, but all of a sudden I went "Holy crap, Yes and!" Zach and I walked to the grocery store to get a cheesecake and were in total faire mode the entire way. I haven't had mah cereal yet, but there is a bowl of peanut butter captain ( Read more... )

Wow. That is the only word that I can use to describe this experience. Wow. (Or as Father Patrick would have said, "orgasmic," but that's another story.) It has been such a crazy, intense, topsy-turvy, upside down, inside out and life-altering experience for me. I am still in complete and total awe of those who have not only taken me under their ( Read more... )

One miserably wet and soggy damp icky mucky scottish-weather day, one bright sunny happy shiny packed and awesome day, all in one weekend... I went from nearly skiing through the area around the Captn's pub to wondering how it dried so damn quick. I broke schedule simply because I could, I went to court dance (and wasn't very good at it), I ( Read more... )

No rain? Who allowed this? *confusion*

( Cut simply because I can. )

I had a relatively mediocre weekend, with lots of suck and not quite as much good to make up for it...I feel sort of unaccomplished, timid, afraid to step out, and slightly like a failure due to it all. I'm sore, tired, and I feel a little like a whipped dog for all the abuse I've given myself, but, as always, it was worth it ( Read more... )

Today has been such a weird, crazy, scheduleless interesting day and can quite possible be listed as one of the best days I've ever had at faire. That having been said, I've learned quite a bit this week, and I feel about ready to explode.

1. Slow Saturdays are painful on both the feet and the mind.

2. Losing sleep is not always a bad thing, but not ( Read more... )

1. Ow.
       1a. I need new boots.
       1b. I've walked a farther distance in one weekend at faire than I did in the last 2 years combined.

2. Issac lives in my rosary.

3. Being a bastard is just as hard as it is fun.
       3a. Owen Fisher and Captain Fairfield (did I spell it right?) are great bastards to have as walking buddies.

4. Actually knowing ( Read more... )