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[zephyrofgod]

Don't rush me, sonny. You rush a miracle man, you get rotten miracles. - Miracle Max, The Princess Bride

Minor miracle.

I don't have to work Saturday. That's right, this Saturday, the day of Bellewode's Heraldic, Scribal, and Dance Symposium, and the proposed date of my belting ceremony. I cannot tell you how much this makes me happy. Except...

One kink in the works: the landlords are coming up this weekend. I'm talking with the boys to see if I'd be missed any, because, dammit, I want to go! There are things to do and learn and yeah.

One year later, and I've turned into one hell of a dance goob. I have no one to blame but myself.

Comments

[summersdream.livejournal.com]

you're so going now right??!

[zephyrofgod.livejournal.com]

Yep! (Which means, so will the boy. Martinus will also be coming, which means I'm more than likely riding with him, and Anti will be riding with you guys, if that's the case.)