Too tired to type right away. Wish I had a dictator to do this shit for me.

I was dressing up like Wesley in the Princess Bride. Carla had mentioned something about my getting a gift, which turned out to be my i>u shirt frm my parents. It was a bit different though, and nat nearly as funny. I got to work early, ubt left and had to come back for some reason. I was tinkering around for a while with my belt and sword sheath in order to make it like Wesley’s. I had it on my back like a nija at first.