Ren Faire
Sappho_cried, Arora_kayd, Angels_curse, Meg, Becca and I went to the Renn Faire in Holister yesterday. It was so much fun, but so exhausting.
I don't know where to start. There's so much that happened!!
I was dragged out of bed at the crack of dawn, and we all trooped over to Sarah's house. We drove over to Togo's, because none of us wanted to pay the insane prices charged for food at the faire, and found out that they don't open til 11. Since we didn't want to wait for an hour and 40 minutes, we went across the road to Trader Joe's. Which was, also, not to open for another 15 minutes. Which was actually a good thing, because it was just then that Sarah remembered that she had not taken her pills.
I think we might have scared the employees a little bit. Victory!!
The drive down to the fairgrounds was actually shorter than I thought it would be. It was something a little bit less than an hour. We all ate too many mini-peanut-butter-cups, because we seemed to have a need to make ourselves more hyper than we already were.
First off, when we arrived, after being told to turn away by the actors warning us about the drunkenness, debauchery and lustful depravity within (which was more incentive than dissuasion, actually), we watched a show by Moonie, which was funnier than anything at that early had any right to be. As for his volunteer assistant, I didn't think people could actually be that stupid. My faith in the youth of America is well and truly shattered. That having been said, it made for a damn amusing show.
Sarah and Meg wanted to buy bodices, so we walked around until we found the Pendragon tent. The clothes were all lovely, but since the fitting took a long time, Kris and I eventually went across the way to watch an artist demonstrate his glassblowing. It was very informative and the end result was beautiful.
After the girls were done with their fittings and had paid, we decided that we were finally hungry enough to sit and eat.
After lunch, we all kind of wandered off. Before the faire, I had been a little unsure about going, so, Marina, who had really wanted me to go (for whatever reasons her psychotic little brain had cooked up), said she would bribe me by buying me a shiny dagger. Since there were no shiny daggers, she told me that she would buy me a bodice instead. So, for the first (and hopefully) last time in my life, I allowed a man to touch me in the vicinity of my chest. I am a disgrace to lesbian-kind!! Furthermore, I ate a banana on a stick! Oh noes!!
Before the consumption of phallic-shaped fruit, I was informed via cellphone that I had to hurry up with the fitting because Sarah had found someone I would want to see. The guys who worked at Pendragon stayed in character and asked me about the souls I had trapped in my little silver box.
So, as soon as we were done, and when I had, for the first time in my life, cleavage, we followed Kris to where the Belles of Bedlam were performing. They were very hilarous, especially with their 'Clap, damn you!' sign. But that's where we met up with Olga, Ina and Crystal, who I had not seen for almost two years.
Kenny Klein, who we went to see after that, sang about Queen Mab, then about a Catholic girl gone bad, and also about the evils of dating goth girls. He also picked on us a little, 'cuz we were right in the front row, and we are dorks. For his last song, he sang about dead gerbils.
Right before we went home, we watched the Moonie and Broon show, which was wonderful. They picked on the poor interpreter, but she was very cool with it, and it was funny.
That's just about when the faire closed, and by then we were all tired and had swallowed vast quantities of dust. So we went home to sleep, stopping on the way to eat at Flames. After that, though, Marina and I went to a family friends' house to celebrate Eugene's 21 first birthday. That's where he showed us his porn collection. Straight men are weird.
Pictures!! Here's a link to Sarah's LJ, where she posted a bunch. Warning: I look psychotic. But at least I have boobs. Pictures!!
Also, I currently really want to write, but don't know what to write about. So, I am re-doing the drabble offer.
The first 10 people to comment on this post get to request a drabble - ~100 words - on a subject/character of their choosing from me. Post all fandoms you’re willing to write for.
Fandoms
Alexander/Mary Renault
Warchild
LotR
FFVII
Lion in Winter
Boondock Saints
Don't see what you'd like? Ask politely and I shall do my best.
I don't know where to start. There's so much that happened!!
I was dragged out of bed at the crack of dawn, and we all trooped over to Sarah's house. We drove over to Togo's, because none of us wanted to pay the insane prices charged for food at the faire, and found out that they don't open til 11. Since we didn't want to wait for an hour and 40 minutes, we went across the road to Trader Joe's. Which was, also, not to open for another 15 minutes. Which was actually a good thing, because it was just then that Sarah remembered that she had not taken her pills.
I think we might have scared the employees a little bit. Victory!!
The drive down to the fairgrounds was actually shorter than I thought it would be. It was something a little bit less than an hour. We all ate too many mini-peanut-butter-cups, because we seemed to have a need to make ourselves more hyper than we already were.
First off, when we arrived, after being told to turn away by the actors warning us about the drunkenness, debauchery and lustful depravity within (which was more incentive than dissuasion, actually), we watched a show by Moonie, which was funnier than anything at that early had any right to be. As for his volunteer assistant, I didn't think people could actually be that stupid. My faith in the youth of America is well and truly shattered. That having been said, it made for a damn amusing show.
Sarah and Meg wanted to buy bodices, so we walked around until we found the Pendragon tent. The clothes were all lovely, but since the fitting took a long time, Kris and I eventually went across the way to watch an artist demonstrate his glassblowing. It was very informative and the end result was beautiful.
After the girls were done with their fittings and had paid, we decided that we were finally hungry enough to sit and eat.
After lunch, we all kind of wandered off. Before the faire, I had been a little unsure about going, so, Marina, who had really wanted me to go (for whatever reasons her psychotic little brain had cooked up), said she would bribe me by buying me a shiny dagger. Since there were no shiny daggers, she told me that she would buy me a bodice instead. So, for the first (and hopefully) last time in my life, I allowed a man to touch me in the vicinity of my chest. I am a disgrace to lesbian-kind!! Furthermore, I ate a banana on a stick! Oh noes!!
Before the consumption of phallic-shaped fruit, I was informed via cellphone that I had to hurry up with the fitting because Sarah had found someone I would want to see. The guys who worked at Pendragon stayed in character and asked me about the souls I had trapped in my little silver box.
So, as soon as we were done, and when I had, for the first time in my life, cleavage, we followed Kris to where the Belles of Bedlam were performing. They were very hilarous, especially with their 'Clap, damn you!' sign. But that's where we met up with Olga, Ina and Crystal, who I had not seen for almost two years.
Kenny Klein, who we went to see after that, sang about Queen Mab, then about a Catholic girl gone bad, and also about the evils of dating goth girls. He also picked on us a little, 'cuz we were right in the front row, and we are dorks. For his last song, he sang about dead gerbils.
Right before we went home, we watched the Moonie and Broon show, which was wonderful. They picked on the poor interpreter, but she was very cool with it, and it was funny.
That's just about when the faire closed, and by then we were all tired and had swallowed vast quantities of dust. So we went home to sleep, stopping on the way to eat at Flames. After that, though, Marina and I went to a family friends' house to celebrate Eugene's 21 first birthday. That's where he showed us his porn collection. Straight men are weird.
Pictures!! Here's a link to Sarah's LJ, where she posted a bunch. Warning: I look psychotic. But at least I have boobs. Pictures!!
Also, I currently really want to write, but don't know what to write about. So, I am re-doing the drabble offer.
The first 10 people to comment on this post get to request a drabble - ~100 words - on a subject/character of their choosing from me. Post all fandoms you’re willing to write for.
Fandoms
Alexander/Mary Renault
Warchild
LotR
FFVII
Lion in Winter
Boondock Saints
Don't see what you'd like? Ask politely and I shall do my best.