Indeed. Swimmingly is how everything is going. I slept on a raft in North Dock last night. It was super duper fun. We ate fish and chips and chocolate fondue, washed down with ice cold Pepsi. There were also glow sticks, which made for bonus fun.
YDT coworker Luke Watson turned down the chance to join me and four other Horizons workers in our nocturnal adventures. He spent most of yesterday informing me of just how stupid an idea it was, insisting that I would come home cold and miserable. I actually came home rather happy, and slightly stiff, feeling that it had been an evening well spent. I will spend most of today telling Luke Watson how stupid it was of him not to have come. I will also explain this to the rest of YDT, who shamed our great name by wussing out and staying at home. It would have been nice to have them along to help us carry several hundred kilograms of raft across the 300m of tarmac between the Horizons car park and the water's edge.
*THIS JUST IN*
The bottle of Frijj I finished about three weeks ago has transformed itself into an emergency penicillin farm. Yummy. I'm pretty sure I saw some kind of visible vapour in there.
It's been a while since the last post (surprise surprise), so here's a brief summary of all the sickest kicks I've gotten from the last few weeks:
YDT coworker Luke Watson turned down the chance to join me and four other Horizons workers in our nocturnal adventures. He spent most of yesterday informing me of just how stupid an idea it was, insisting that I would come home cold and miserable. I actually came home rather happy, and slightly stiff, feeling that it had been an evening well spent. I will spend most of today telling Luke Watson how stupid it was of him not to have come. I will also explain this to the rest of YDT, who shamed our great name by wussing out and staying at home. It would have been nice to have them along to help us carry several hundred kilograms of raft across the 300m of tarmac between the Horizons car park and the water's edge.
*THIS JUST IN*
The bottle of Frijj I finished about three weeks ago has transformed itself into an emergency penicillin farm. Yummy. I'm pretty sure I saw some kind of visible vapour in there.
It's been a while since the last post (surprise surprise), so here's a brief summary of all the sickest kicks I've gotten from the last few weeks:
- Learning to play Smash Bros at the Jennings' house and stubbornly refusing to play anyone other than Solid Snake. I murk man.
- Having a proper Nerf war, again at the Jennings' house, with all the lights turned off. They have bare NERF guns there.
- Going to North Wales on a week long JUMP camp with my YDT boys and a handful of young people, where we saw bare lives impacted by the holy spirit and had fun climbing
- Climbing regularly, which we have started doing
- Having a post JUMP movie night regularly, hosted by my main man Max Gerry.
- Eating deli chicken, an entire malt loaf, and many other things that I picked up from the reduced section of Asda.
- Telling everyone that League of Legends is for big babies whilst secretly being intrigued by it
- Introducing all my bros to TF2, resulting in Max fun. (But not Max as in Maximilian Gerry, who does not like computer games.
- Making my first Wikipedia Contribution
I had some sad news recently, which is that the cute cat who lives next door and gives me cuddles when he sees me is moving away in a couple of weeks. I will have to start carrying ham.