I am in constant pain...

My friend AD from LD HO, constantly reminds me that "existence is suffering". So, aside from the obvious pain of my own existence, added to that, the obvious pain of all of your existences, that I have to endure, plus the severe emotional pain I've experienced over the past few months, the pain I speak of is actually none of the above. Ulti was fun yesterday...for the most part. Unfortunately for me, I fubared my right ankle and wrist. Oh well. No pain, no gain right? Our first game, was against one of the least spirited teams (on average) in the entire VUL. This team has two people in particular who for lack of a better phrase, are total ass.

The first is the team's captain. A real piece of work. But, giving him more attention in this matter, would not only waste your my time, but also yours. The second person, I believe is the captain's girlfriend. She's...special. Rather, she's patronizingly nice. What she thinks is spirited, is actually skull-splittingly annoying. In fact, I commented to some teammates, how she makes me wish I were dead. That way, I would be a minimum of six feet farther away from her than the rest of you...that is, unless she were standing at my grave or something annoying like that. In any event, these two, especially the former, are great motivators. That is to say, we were movtivated to destroy them...on the scoreboard that is. And while, the score was a little closer than we would have liked, I think we made our point.

The second game was, as DC put it, a classic. Our opponents were short some people, so they asked if they could borrow some subs. So, JM and I graciously volunteered. In any event, playing against your own teammates, is an interesting and evocative exercise. And while, my new team and I were beaten quite severely on the scoreboard, JM and I played our hardest for our adopted team. It's all about the spirit junior detectives. I think we passed that test with flying colours. In any event, our second game, was played on a very rough field. The thing looked like it was used for live-round mortar shell practice. Anyways, over the course of the game, I slightly rolled both ankles, the right one more than the left, took a bullet of a shot off of my shin, and somehow sprained my right wrist...thus...I am in constant pain.