Mid morning
I hate my life!
Sunset, post-supper
I hate my life even more!
I wrote a letter to Marian insisting she dine with me tomorrow evening after the Council of Knobs (I mean Nobles) meeting. It came back marked "Return to Sender - Insufficient Postage"
I wouldn't have minded, but I hand delivered the blasted thing!
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Sir Guy of Gisborne's Diary
FanfictionSir Guy's journal, in which he confesses all. And rants a lot.
