Friday, 23 July 2010

Royals & Russians

This was not the actual name of the game we played but i can't remember what the hell it was called. Basically, it involved a group of 8-10 year olds running around a field. Half of them were the 'Royals' and they were the ones that had to guard the flag and then they were attacked. I cant for the life of me remember what the other team were called though. I just called them Attackers and defenders.

What a fucking wearing game.

At the best of times, you would be worn the fuck out after running around a field for an hour but when you carry on running but have no idea who is on your team or indeed, what the fuck the rules are...you get fucked. It was fun though.
I like being at cubs, and they seem to like me which is dead nice :)


I don't have to go back to the burn clinic until November. RESULT

You know what? I am so drunk on thousands of calories that i can't actually be bothered to write this.
This is my first binge in weeks and weeks and weeks and i am fucked off of my face. This is the same feeling i get when i have taken my sleeping pill. I feel out of it

I am going to pop a tonne of lax and go to sleep :D

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