Ravings of a Textual Deviant

Cathy has kindly consented to let me poke her with sharp objects teach me a bit about fencing. In typical Cathy fashion, she’d told me that she had fenced in college, but didn’t actually bother to mention that she’d been captain of the women’s fencing team. I, on the other hand, haven’t put my hands on any kind of weapon since my single semester of archery in 1989. (What can I say–I’m a hands-on kinda girl.) Eventually, this is going to be fun, but until hen, I hope that she doesn’t get bored and I don’t get perforated.

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