Jul 11, 2004 23:10
I am going to an SCA event and NOT fencing. I am not sure that not fencing and the SCA go together. It is possible that I may combust or die of alcohol poisoning or some other interesting yet probably painful (but hopefully quick) death scene due to lack of fencing.
Melodramatic? Me? Never! The sad thing is, when I found out I had to have a plaster, all I managed to say was 'but I won't be able to fence!' which led in to a long conversation with the doctor over the fact that I should not use my wrist for fencing for at least two months.
And I can't fit into any of my garb due to said plaster. This means I have been frantically searching for old garb to fix. However trying to fix garb with one hand is an adventure, such as trying to light the oven or carry tea AND biscuits to sit in front of the computer with.
Meep, at least I have one finger on my left hand now to type with.
*wiggles finger*
Now, to get a job so that I can pay this month's rent....