Stays on the stag do.
Sorry, certain things I can’t blog about, including what happens. Don’t worry, you’re not missing much. It’s hardly incriminating.
I will say two things though.
The first, was I really shouldn’t have drunk as much as I did on the Friday night. Worryingly, I can’t remember large parts of the evening, even more worryingly is I returned with more money than I went out with. I checked my account, and I didn’t take any out.
This rolled over to Saturday morning, which going to war, it was a little grim. Lord knows how I even eventually, 3 hours into war, I picked myself up and fought properly instead of pussying around.
Once I shook my hangover, it was really good fun, insane adrenaline rush, meaning I was constantly out of breath. Then again, I may just be unfit, and one game I was actually useful, dangerous, and took two fantastic kills.
I did end up with a few bruises, this is the best one, which is on my back.
Sexy, n’est pas.
So, despite this, and the fact that I wouldn’t trust any of my friends with a smoke bomb (and I’m sure the feeling’s mutual), I had a great weekend. How was yours?
Also, apparently over the weekend there was another update of pagerank. Any of your blog changed? Do you care?
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Rhys Wynne, the author of this blog, is a 20 something web designer from Colwyn Bay.
Looks like I’ve finally got a pagerank yay!
You know, I used to pay attention to PR but don’t really have the time at the moment to pay much attention to it. I’m sure that will change again though. ha ha
sexy isn’t quite the word i’d use…
something strangely satisfying about shooting someone at paintball and hearing their screams of pain…. or is it just me?
No. there’s something reasurring about hearing “AAAAH YOU COCK!!!” half a second after firing at somebody
I have always wanted to do paintball. Haven’t had the opportunity yet.