Ugh. I feel sick this morning. I seem to be coming down with some sort of cold.
I am viewing 5 apartments this week. At least I think. the first one I am seeing at 10 today. Some dude named Jose.
Yesterday we had a hockey game against Wheaton. I was pushing people around a lot (well, they were pushy too!). One girl knocked me down right in front of our net. I didn’t want her to get a goal, so I pushed her leg with my foot (pushed! not kicked!) so she fell down on top of me and then I quickly slithered out and tried to jump up. While I was getting up, she karate kicked me in the groin with her skate blade. Looked a hell of a lot like how they taught us to fight from the floor in Model Mugging. Now there is a tear in my hockey pants in a slice in my thigh. Grr. I fell down. Then as I was standing up again, she wielded her stick like a bat and slammed me across the head. I staggered but didn’t fall. Next thing I saw was Clare, my defense partner, attacking her. Heh. The ref dragged both me and the Wheaton girl into our respective penalty boxes. I don’t think I have ever gotten a penalty before… hmmph. I didn’t do a damn thing to her, either. I’ve had this rotten headache since then. Damned concussion effects finally had gone away and now some dumb girl has to hit me in the head with a hockey stick…
Last night I had strange dreams that my hockey team was criticizing me for playing too rough…
Damnit! I need to move to Boston so I can join your hockey team and kick the crap out of people who do that shit to you. You know I would too!
I’m certain Clare did a good job of kicking her ass though.
Hope you feel better soon.
I KNOW you would! Dammit! Hey, weren’t we supposed to play a little hockey while I was in NYC anyway?
I hope you feel better too! I would lend you my hockey stick to hit Zorg with if I were around