Just a little proud

[	mood	|	proud of myself	]
[	music	|	Chocolate-Snow Patrol	]

Yesterday evening was spent playing hours upon hours of pool, while munching on Candy. I've gotten a little better at least. Florence still kicks my butt. But oh well, it was funny. You should have seen us, "I believe in a thing called love" came on the stereo, and it made us so silly. Well not nearly so silly as when Dragon force came on. But that band was made to be rediculous (although they take themselves VERY seriously).

I posted a story for the first time on bds_fic. If anybody feels terribly interested--ask, and I'll give you the link (or you can just check my friends page). Right now I'm doing absolutely nothing. Which kinda sucks.

to whom it may concern . . .lost my soccer game today, although I think we still played well. There is one player on my team though, who is definitely completely and totally fucking nuts. If you ever read this, I doubt you'll know who you are, because I'm sure you think you're justified. That's the worst of it.