After several long hours of riding my horse, practicing my dance, jousting, and writing poetry, I met an extremely interesting lady. She quickly noticed my exhaustion, but was even quicker to start up a conversation with me. The lady was called The Wife of Bath. After becoming aquainted with her I noticed she was a rather flirtacious lady, who had been married several times before. I concluded the reasons why she had been married to numerous men, after she had told me I possessed a rather admirable and lustful physique, and that I looked very agile and strong. Keep in mind, I had known her for all of about three horse trots, and she had already flattered me with those kind words. Because this was not normal behavior, I judged the lady very quickly. However, at the end of our conversation I did notice that the Wife of Bath was similar to me. I learned that she enjoyed wooing the young men of the town, just as I had enjoyed soaking up all the attention from young ladies. She asked me to ride beside her tomorrow. I am unsure of what tomorrow holds.
Advice for the day: Be careful of the friends you choose.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
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