Sir Guy of Gisborne's Diary

Entry 4

Early

My happiness cup runneth over! (though, to be fair, it's not a very big cup).

Robin of Locksley decided to take the law into his own hands yesterday afternoon and saved four peasant scum from hanging, resulting in him fleeing Nottingham and the sheriff declaring him an outlaw, giving me the task of bringing him to justice.

Locksley manor is now mine again. I'm thinking of decorating to celebrate. I understand they now do a new shade of paint called A Hint of Black. Maybe Marian will like it.

To top it all, in leather-craft class I made a gorgeous quill case with matching quill holder. The leather master said my stitches were too big, but then marked my progress sheet as perfect after I stabbed him several times with a large darning needle.

I'm so happy I could burst. I don't even mind if the sheriff rogers me tonight. I will simply bend over and think on all the above.

I hope that the next time I write in you, dear diary, it will be to describe the manner in which I hunted down and caught Locksley, resulting in my receiving a large amount of gold from the sheriff in gratification, Marian's hand in marriage, and a replacement teddy bear, preferably in black with yellow eyes.