Bombed!

Oh my... I was wrecked last night (as you might have been able to judge yourself by the picture down below). It was a mad rush to get home from work to get onto the ball diamond last night. Got home in a generous amount of time... 15 minutes before 'Play Ball!'

Dad gave me a lift after I got changed and he dropped me off then headed home. I warmed up a bit with Bruce and then realized I had enough time to actually go pick up some beer from the liquor store right across the street.

I picked up another case of Mountain Crest, 12 cans for $14, and made it back to the diamond in record time.

Since I didn't have anything to eat and I was really thirsty... I got drunk REALLY fast. I was almost useless on the field by the end... I had a horrible game at bat and I wasn't really dazzling at short, but I didn't cost us anything either.

We won in the end, which was awesome. The whole team played great last night... 'cept for me, of course. I don't know what the actual score was at all... but we won!

Afterwards, in my newly drunken state... Todd invited me over to his for a few more beers and a game of pool. Where I continued to get even more wrecked. Ha ha ha.

As we passed by the folks' house, the door was still open... so I yelled from Todd's motorbike as we went passed to 'keep the door open.' When I got home, the door was open and Mom was still lying on the couch half-asleep. Ha ha ha... I couldn't believe that it actually worked.

I was glad to see my new Chelsea home shirt had arrived too... as you might have, again, already guessed... woo hoo!!

Too bad it isn't professional looking enough to wear to work on casual days... ha ha ha. I was thinking about wearing it underneath... but didn't. It's gonna be a hot one here in Calgary, so I decided against it.

Ha ha ha ha... back to work!