DAY THREE
Bill(talking to me about the best way to respond to an accidental shot to the head): You do the ten-minute 'save a friendship walk.'
Today we played a low key game of hockey at this new location on the North Shore. It was our second week in a row there. Although there were only seven of us playing - me, Sam, Mike, Shaun, Melissa, Bill, and a nine-year old boy by the name of Alex who lives in the neighbourhood - it was still a decent game for the most part. The only part that sucked was getting the red hockey ball just above the mouth off the stick of Bill Macfarlane. I kept my cool from it though, and didn't freak out or anything.
For those new to this site, my friend Shaun Lamont thinks he can outblog me but that just isn't going to happen. Sure, he's on four days in a row, but I started blogging consecutively a day later. I'll blog more days in a row I just know it.
Bill(talking to me about the best way to respond to an accidental shot to the head): You do the ten-minute 'save a friendship walk.'
Today we played a low key game of hockey at this new location on the North Shore. It was our second week in a row there. Although there were only seven of us playing - me, Sam, Mike, Shaun, Melissa, Bill, and a nine-year old boy by the name of Alex who lives in the neighbourhood - it was still a decent game for the most part. The only part that sucked was getting the red hockey ball just above the mouth off the stick of Bill Macfarlane. I kept my cool from it though, and didn't freak out or anything.
For those new to this site, my friend Shaun Lamont thinks he can outblog me but that just isn't going to happen. Sure, he's on four days in a row, but I started blogging consecutively a day later. I'll blog more days in a row I just know it.
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