One evening I am finding it impossible to sleep.

There are shouts of laughter and cheers coming from outside. I slam my head under my pillow in an attempt to stifle the noise.

Eventually, I can't stand it.

I leap from bed and storm out the flap of my tent, completely prepared to shut them all up with a long string of profanities.

The entire company of workers (Abner and Oxley included) are sitting around a campfire. Indy is standing next to the fire and everyone is paying attention to him.

I duck back into my tent, leaving the flap open just an inch so I can watch what's going on.

"And then, I told my fellow scouts to get the police, so I was left behind." Indy explains, his hands moving in odd gesticulation.

I assume he's telling some made up story.

I decide to grudgingly listen.

You know, because the story just MIGHT be entertaining.

Jones goes on about this cross that these grave diggers found when he was a teen and how he stole it. There was a wild train chase and when he got home the grave diggers caught him and made him hand over the artifact.

I can not BELIEVE how far fetched this story is.

I nearly crack up when I see the faces of Sallah and all the other workers. Their eyes are round with excitement and the smiles on their faces are bigger than their heads.

After Indiana finishes his tale (the robbers gave him the infamous Fedora as a token for wasted bravery and left) the entire groups bursts into cheers, which I find rather amusing.

Indy gives a slightly dramatic bow and then departs for his tent. I feel the slightest inclination to follow him and ask him to tell me the story again, but I'm able to hold my idiotic self back.

The crowd breaks up and the men all head off to their tents.

I continue to stare at the campfire.

I'll have to beat that story.

I mean, Indy's my friend, but I can't let him have all the glory.

And besides, no one can match the extreme stories of Marion Elena Ravenwood.

Okay, I apologize for not posting yesterday. You see, I was reading the two books New Moon and Eclipse for the first time and I wasn't sure I could stop without suffering a heart attack. I haven't finished eclipse, so you may or not get an update tomorrow. I suck, I know, feel free to berate me for being suckish as much as possible.

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