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My weekend was joyously spent with Krazy Kris (With a 'k' like "kookie"), Miss Mink and a brief flirtation with a graveyard. After a pleasant evening with Kris, Saturday morning rolled around and so did my dad in our old Volvo. I, having finally re-acquired a learner's permit (this is #3) the day before (taking 2 hours in line. Just my luck as the day before that, the line was 7 minutes long and I was shooed away for not having "proof of residence") joined him on a pleasant Saturday spin around the graveyard.

I can't think of a better place to learn to drive than a large, beautiful graveyard. Except perhaps in the real world, but one tries to avoid that when first starting off. It was full of tricky turns, haunting hills, and ominous obstacles. Of course, it also accurately simulates not-quite-an-hour-rush-hour traffic at a wavering 15 miles per hour or below. I ended up driving for 1.5h which makes the total time I've driven a car in my life around 2 hours. Huzzah! Progress!

After my brief tour of the homes of the deceased, I trundled into Haaavad Square where I met up with Laurie and company. I hung out until I had to run off to a train for Worcester to visit Miss Mink.

Mink and I stayed up late playing on computers and then woke early for King Richard's Faire! The faire was more fun than I thought, but not as amazing as it had worked itself up to being. The various games were too spendy ($3.00 for 10 arrows to shoot into a arrow-pocked bale of hay), the food was of course up there in price (more annoyingly, it had an annoying "ticket" system where all real money transactions were traded for 50¢ tickets), and all merchandice was amazingly spendy. Then again, if you want to go spend a bunch of money on that sort of thing, this place is certainly the right place!

Of course, in light of all the spendyness, I gave in and actually got myself a new carrying case for my Palm. It's not as hardcore as Mink's skull pouch, but it was gotten from the same place; there's bound to be a little hardcore spilled over into it.

We returned to torment her suite-mates with random music which we were remarkably capable of singing along to. *Insert mental video clip of Mink and Xavier singing and bouncing with laptops on laps, joyously to Neutral Milk Hotel - Song Against Sex here*.

I ran off to home, to dinner, to Kris (sadly sans Star Trek), to work and thusly the summer routine will end. It's been an amazing summer and I wish it could last longer.

I opened the summer with a song lyric, and I think I'll close it with one too:

"We're here and now, but will we ever be again
'Cause I have found
All that shimmers in this world is sure to fade
Away again" - Fuel - Shimmer