March 31st, 2010
I have this one really really competitive friend. She is perfectly nice! Until it's me vs her and then it is like some kind of deathmatch. We used to play hurling on a team together and caused each other more injuries than I ever got from all the teams we played put together. Even the really dirty ones. Up until this weekend, I had never played against her in a proper match. Then we brought more players than they did and they had to borrow a couple, including me for the second half.
And then I ran rings around her and it was so, so satisfying. Even the bit where she threatened to headbutt me if I scored and sulked when I did. And I maybe sort of broke her finger a bit.
Oh, also! To kill time before our team meeting earlier, my friend who just started working at a locksmith's told me all about how to crack cheap safes. It was awesome.
( How awesome was Lost? )
And then I ran rings around her and it was so, so satisfying. Even the bit where she threatened to headbutt me if I scored and sulked when I did. And I maybe sort of broke her finger a bit.
Oh, also! To kill time before our team meeting earlier, my friend who just started working at a locksmith's told me all about how to crack cheap safes. It was awesome.
( How awesome was Lost? )
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tired - Music:Manic Street Preachers - Underdogs