The Good News Story Is...

...People.

It turns out people, can often be, despite a lot of evidence to the contray at times, really quite good to spend time with.

This week myself and my rock god roomate organised a lively game for rounders for our friends and guess what?

Not only did people turn up, not only did Surly and I run around so much that are flacid unfit muscles were screaming the next, no most importantly we had fun. And this was good, clean, wholesome fun. Sure there was plenty of filthy trash talk but it was so delightfully unpretentious. Not a pair of chuck taylors or a head of heavily styled hair in sight. Hmmm...despite my natural inclination to see sport as a purveyor rather than balm for societies ills maybe there really is something to be said for the daggy social cohesion that is provided by a game of rounders.

Good times.

Sadly, just as my golden summer has started it has to be put temporarily on hold as tomorrow I am off to have my wisdom teeth extracted. I'm not real happy at the prospect of having these teeth out but hey, I've got a whole week and a half off so I'm hoping I can get into a state in which DVD watching is actually pleasurable and the isn't body is racked with too much pain after a couple of days so that I can make myself a nest on the couch, feel sorry for myself and catch up on a whole lot of televisual entertainment.

See you on the otherside.