BLOURNAL
Football may or may not be coming home, but did it ever actually leave in the first place?
Well, I bit the bullet and watched the England vs. Mexico match last night… kinda. I dozed off about twenty minutes in so I missed most of the highlights, but I did wake up to see that England had won and made it to the quarter finals so… good on them, I guess.
The end of another weekend (and the continuing FUBARing of my body clock)
Hello once again…
Right now, I’m currently sitting in the local pub debating with myself over whether or not to stay up and watch the England v. Mexico match this morning. Given that I’ve pretty badly FUBAR’d my body clock as of late — and playing Ratchet and Clank until well after half-two in the morning didn’t exactly help matters — it’s probably not advisable, but at the same time, I do wanna keep a bit of a closer eye on sporting events going forward. Even if I’m not necessarily a fan, I know it makes for good conversation in the local parish.
I’m back… for now
Well… I’m back… for now.
Pardon the absence. February has been a pretty hectic month and for the last couple of days, my head has been fucking frazzled, so trying to write a “blournal” entry has been kind of frustrating.
Remembering November
Well, November’s over and today is the first day on the advent calendar, so I might as well ruminate on the month that's been.
Gaelic
Man, I was pleasantly surprised by how this match turned out.
No exaggeration. The second half wasn’t going well at all. The Moortown teams always start out so strong but they frequently struggle to maintain that same momentum for the remainder of the match…