FiddleToRome's Journal: I've determined that

I've got some good friends in Lit. Chrissy read the exact same poem I was supposed to. Shaun started a chorus amongst the TZ (today made up of Shaun, JJ, Rick, and myself) of discontent about how I had been saying it for three months. Stuff about contending or whatever. Anyway, I went up and drew my plum on the board (a circle). I then proceeded to engage in what by then was considered a challenge and a competition. I blew through the poem without even thinking about it. A roar of applause erupted. Everyone thought it was hillarious. I got high fives, claps on the back, shouts of approval, all that good stuff. I guess I "won." Yeah, so, as I was saying, much comradery in the back.