So. I've been really getting into this kickball thing. Obsessively so. I eat, sleep and breath kickball. And I can only play once a week. This is a lot like being hooked on crank and not having a dealer in reach.
I don't think I'm that good yet though, but I'm getting better definatly. Also it's nice to actually meet some people and engage them in actual conversation about actual subjects. Beer doesn't hurt much either.
I must say, by the end of the last ending I was pretty tipsy. I think I got better as I got drunker.
I promised my mother I'd make major and buy her a new house and car.
Post-kickball, I followed everybody's (specifically Birdy's) direction and went over to the Barley House expecting a super good time! Instead, I show up and only one other guy was there. We hung out for about 2 hours and then ditched the joint. STOOD UP I TELL YA!
We have a home game against Denton next week, and are not prepared in the least. We need to do some stragitizing. We need to know how many team members they are bringing, we need to STALK THEM.
Actually seriously, nobody has any idea what is going on, and I fear next week we will all just be running around like chickens with their heads cut off. We should have been practicing for real last week, but I fear the beer got a hold of us. Unless Denton is as disorganized (drunk) as us we very well may not come out victorious. But I'm just pessimistic by nature, so we will see.
Come on, momma wants that new car. Really.
I don't think I'm that good yet though, but I'm getting better definatly. Also it's nice to actually meet some people and engage them in actual conversation about actual subjects. Beer doesn't hurt much either.
I must say, by the end of the last ending I was pretty tipsy. I think I got better as I got drunker.
I promised my mother I'd make major and buy her a new house and car.
Post-kickball, I followed everybody's (specifically Birdy's) direction and went over to the Barley House expecting a super good time! Instead, I show up and only one other guy was there. We hung out for about 2 hours and then ditched the joint. STOOD UP I TELL YA!
We have a home game against Denton next week, and are not prepared in the least. We need to do some stragitizing. We need to know how many team members they are bringing, we need to STALK THEM.
Actually seriously, nobody has any idea what is going on, and I fear next week we will all just be running around like chickens with their heads cut off. We should have been practicing for real last week, but I fear the beer got a hold of us. Unless Denton is as disorganized (drunk) as us we very well may not come out victorious. But I'm just pessimistic by nature, so we will see.
Come on, momma wants that new car. Really.
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Things never start on time EVER. And there is a bunch of stuff before the movies always. Roy and I don't really like the movie, and prob. won't sit through the whole thing, but we like the whole event. So we're going for that. Then we're probably gonna get hamburgers and coffee or something.