My Night Was Epic:
Tonight was a blast. And I mean that. I passed out after class today, like, legit. I was asleep for two hours. I must have needed it. Hung around doing absolutely nothing before fencing, and then epicness ensued.
I was greeted with a Mickey D's iced tea when I got to fencing. A very pleasant surprise, I'll have to re-thank my gracious benefactor later. This was immediately followed by doing nothing productive and goofing off while the newbies learned the basics of reffing bouts.
I had to fence said newbies tonight as well. It was surprisingly fun. Ray is pretty good at finding little openings in my guard. Daniel has a freakishly long reach, and despite Brian's claims, disengaging was NOT as easy as it sounds.
Then we did doubles epee. So much epic. Let me assure you, it is entirely unlike couples golf. 2 on 2 fighting is the way to go.
I did have a 'scream like a little girl' moment though. I don't think they'll ever let me live it down. But it's not my fault it's slightly terrifying when Bill and Brian literally charge at you. I'm pretty sure it was a contest to see who could stab me faster.
I sword punched Blake today. Hilarity. You wouldn't think you could punch people with a sword, but it is indeed possible. Maybe next time I'll make contact, I really need to teach the boy when to back off. One of these days he's really going to agitate me to the point of causing physical harm if this keeps up.
Now for the best part. Brittany and I went out with Ray after practice. Ended up at B-Dubs. Fun time, Ray's a pretty cool guy. Then, after we left we got in his car.
He'd somehow managed to get a flat in the time we'd been in B-Dubs. We drove on this horrid flat all the way back to his apartment. His car sounded like a train wreck. A train wreck with an awesome DJ backbeat. We had like 5 different rhythms on our treck across muncie, it was failtasticly hilarious.
We ended up catching a ride back to campus with some girl named Ashley. Awful nice of her to cart us back. And now I'm sitting here, attempting to make up for my lack of post.
Oh, and as I type I keep getting this nagging voice in the back of my head that says "not enough detail! who fuckin cares?!?". It sounds an awful lot like Brad. This does not bode well.
Quote of the Day:
"In prosperity our friends know us; in adversity, we know our friends."
- J. Churton Collins
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