Dad's on a hunting trip and he hasn't been home in a few days.
Friday night was manhunt night, and it was intense. T'was raining and dank, the hunting grounds awash with muck, dead leaves and all other manner of trash. After a lengthy first round, the second started off with a bang when Simmons decided he was going to try to get underneath that handicap ramp with me, scaring me out and putting the seeker on both our tails. After outrunning her, I hit the deck again, and evaded for near rest of the round. After being tagged, we set up a relay to catch one of the two remaining guys. I got my turn to do the chasing, and was running fast after this guy when, quite suddenly, I went down. So, long story short, I sprained my ankle. My foot is turning purple as we speak and I'm on crutches. YAY.
Yesterday was the Classical Mystery Tour, which was epic! Beatles music with an orchestra! The band was pretty good too, they're all cast to look like the Beatles, which I thought was interesting, having to find musicians of a certain cabliber who look like the Beatles. Their guitars were AMAZING though. They had to be real vintage, that's all I'm saying.
Dustin and I are watching Supernatural. :D
Yesterday was the Classical Mystery Tour, which was epic! Beatles music with an orchestra! The band was pretty good too, they're all cast to look like the Beatles, which I thought was interesting, having to find musicians of a certain cabliber who look like the Beatles. Their guitars were AMAZING though. They had to be real vintage, that's all I'm saying.
Dustin and I are watching Supernatural. :D