Bluffing

mid-June, 1997: I give my friend Morgan a lift to an SCA event. While there, we are mistaken for a couple. He informs me of this on the ride home, then lists "three reasons I could never date Teleri." I have to agree - if nothing else, I tell him, his class-clown act would annoy the hell out of me after three days. But because I wanted to throw his ego a bone, and because he was fun and had a cute butt, I do mention that if I were ever in the market for a week-long fling, I'd look him up.

July 17, 1997: My boyfriend of three years breaks up with me.

July 19, 1997: 21st birthday celebration, long-planned, and still attended by my new ex ("we'll still be friends"), Morgan, and missbard. That is its own story in surreality.

Late July: It occurs to me that I'm going to Pennsic for a week. Week-long event. Hmm.

( Then, ten years ago either yesterday or today... (who knew we might want to remember the day?) )

Quote of the Day

"Such rude people should be gently chided and corrected, perhaps with the speeding Metro bus."

- The Manolo speaks.