I got some new shoes the other day. You can read all about my joyous expierences with them here.

If you haven't noticed, the crew has gotten larger. Kitchen Romeo has decided to take a break from cooking up the charm and join us. Also the ever so creative, Enginerd, has come along, but has yet to actually make an appearance.

Too bad we are so far getting the shaft. Not unlike the shaft that Brig Rid gave us on Sunday. His team only came in 65th. Now that is not an excuse for not showing up for some futbol. 8 kliks isn't that far. Disappointment is all I have. tsk, tsk.
Now, I know what you're thinking. You're gonna be like,

"I would've done better if it wasn't for this square inch of bruise on my chest"

Which of course could have been avoided if you were up to snuff with your forms.

As to the totally masturbatory, well, there is only one thing that can be said about that.
"Totally"

In other news, I ran into the former prince of some country, who also happens to be an excellent rollerball player. The ice skating version. People come up to him at GP now. Dammit all. Everybody knows him. He's almost at Bartell level of being known.