I Love Life... XD

Life is wonderful. Wanna know why? Good, cuz I'm going to tell you. So sit down, children, and I will tell you a story. 

So, essentially, last night, we had the Olssons over and made s'mores over the fire pit, which was pretty much amazing. I love fire. 'Cept then Andy and Billy put leaves in the fire, which made it smell funny. But it was still pretty darn amazing. We talked about work, and weird people, and old music. I love nights like that, just sitting outside with people and talking. It's great. 

This morning life wasn't so hot, because we had a swim meet, but the idiots who ran it took for-ev-er. It was painful. It was 2:30, and they were on the IM, so they just cut final relays. So all I swam today was the 50, the 100 free, and the IM. Joy, eh? But, at long long last, we got to go home. And that's when the real fun started.

Basically, I finally got the chance to go play 40K and Dark Heresy. Despite ridiculous parental concern (honestly, what's going to happen in a basement with like, 2 of Patrick's gamer friends? the answer, nothing.), I managed to con my way into a ride up to Patrick's house. So I got there, and honestly, Packy's family is so sweet. Especially his mom. So I traipse down to the basement, and there's Packy, Nick, Nik, Nik's little bro (Nik 2.0, as Nick calls him), and Erik. And they were all playing Warhammer 40K, which is really complicated if you don't know what's going on. But they kinda explained it to me, so it was all good. I got to command a Baneblade tank, but my dice-rolling sucks, and I killed about 1 person. It was pretty sad. But then Erik had to go, which sorta killed the game, seeing as he owned like, half the models. So we cleaned up, which took about 400 years. But we succeeded, and then we played Dark Heresy. That was fun, and I knew what to do. Plus, I was the least pathetic shot, since I killed this one guy with my shotgun, while Nik missed entirely, and Nick took aim. But then Nik missed killing this other guy and like, stabbed himself, and then Nick stabbed him, and then I hit Nick with my club (mind you, all these injuries were inadvertent), but eventually we killed him. But then we encountered a deamon, and I freaked out, and again, the rest of the lot failed in the whole attacking bit. So Packy made it disappear, but then his brain died, so he couldn't think of what should happen next. So we went and ate pizza. And then went back to the basement and played some random video games until my father came to pick me up, which was the tragedy of the century. 

But yeah. I finally got to meet Nik, who I talk to all the time, and I got to see Nick, who I haven't seen in ages, and I got to see Patrick again. So it was pretty much a grand old time. I was in one of those moods where everything is funny, and no matter how hard you try, you can't stop laughing. So that was fun. Oh, and over dinner, we had this great conversation about what if life was really all a dream, and you woke up and forgot everything, and then went on to live a completely different life. Like you were an alien or something. And then one about how what if it was actually post apocolypse, and we had just created the working world in our minds. It was crazy. I love those boys. 

Ok, nighty night!

~the supreme ruler of the universe :)