Regular Season End

my reg­u­lar sea­son is over. i was 4–1 on the week­end, and final­ly got my act togeth­er. the men’s squad is now 82–0 over three years of fenc­ing. and my time fenc­ing as a part of the team is almost up. the dri­ve back from East Lans­ing was quite an expe­ri­ence. the weath­er was awful. snow snow snow. a bunch of the team went out drink­ing. i would have liked to join them but as always, i’m flatass broke. today i will look for a job and try to write a poem in iambic pen­tame­ter. writ­ing with accent and meter is much hard­er than writ­ing nor­mal­ly.