i went paint-balling for the first time saturday. it was fun, but i got in trouble. the ref was giving me attitude and i gave him some attitude back. the violent nature of the game was making me confrontational and short-tempered. scary. anyways, i was ejected from the game and instructed to not return for the rest of the evening. i just changed shirts and snuck in; he couldn't tell us apart.

it wasn't as painful as i thought it'd be. granted, i wasn't shot point-blank, "bunkered", as they call it. i came away with a small bruise on my back and on my thigh. both have healed already, so... i'm fine.

it was a good workout, the most i've sweat in a looong time.
pleasant images/scents for a fine wednesday.

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