Friday, 9.30 pm: Off to Lars' "See you soon" party.
Saturday, 6.30 am: I arrive home, still drunk. Dancing all night after a long working week is not a good idea after all. Off to bed at 7.00 am.
Saturday, 12.00 pm: Alarm clock goes off.
Saturday, 2.20 pm: We head to Sotogrande/Guadiaro to play paintball. Still slightly drunk.
Saturday, 3.00 pm: We are lost in the middle of nowhere, no signs and no clue where to go. Noone is picking up the phone either. Stressy.
Saturday, 3.30 pm: We already have the suits & masks on, that gun is heavy! I need a break before we start. Also, I am team captain and our strategy is: Shoot Joakim!!!
Saturday, 4.30 pm: My mask is steaming up and I can't see anything. I'll just shoot if I see movement. Ha, I havent been shot yet.
Saturday, 5.30 pm: I got shot on the head. I will sue the other team if it leads to brain damage. Let's go home?
Saturday, 6.30 pm: Starts raining like hell, thank God everyone else is also tired. Time to go home. We won btw. 5:0, ha!
Saturday, 8.00 pm: Baked a frozen pizza while showering. Now eat and go to bed.
Sunday, 11.00 am: My feet still hurt, I am dead tired and on top of it, I can't move my right arm. This gun sure is heavy.
Sunday, 12.20 pm: One coffee later the world seems like a better place. Some work, dinner with friends and early in bed!
See you all next week!
2 comments:
Such a shame that you failed. Only one managed to hit me and UNFORTUNATELY it was Johannes. I bet he will keep bragging about it for weeks! The first time I realised I wasn't actually hit, it was a bouncer. The second time I just couldn't see anything so I surrendered. Although I hit 6 people in total, so I guess my hit ratio was pretty good! :)
Failed at what?
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