It goes on and on ad infinitum...
We managed to scrape through faire with few expenditures. I bought stripey socks, and lavendar oil, and a doubloon for Carl, and he bought me a ruby headpiece, and a skull favor with red glowing eyes, and Timmy gave me a red ring. Well, I did buy two cups of mead. Had to. I also bought the minimum in groceries, pie for communal meals, and rum for my moodiness. But all in all, kept spending minimal. Did dance cuz they did pay us. Some. Had a fyne tyme visiting with Kat and Jim, and just didn't worry that my starter went out as I arrived at faire. Knew I'd have to spend 120 dollars today, because I called my mechanic from camp. It just seems like if I make a bit of money, I wind up spending twice that on unexpected shit. Oh well, I better do more facials, and makeovers! So we saw Adam, and he said be sure to go to Pirate Faire because he's having a party after the after show. Plus, we didn't get to hang out with him this year. I simply drank absinthe and rum ALL weekend. Hardly got fed, because other guilds descended on us like locusts and ate all our food, and drank our water and beer. I shall police things next year, and if I see anyone not dancing attempting to grab a morsel, I'll tear arms off. I swear, it makes ya want to hang it up! But I can't of course, because now I have stylish new pirate sox!