The Word B

i was at my mates house this afternoon. we were hanging out for a while, at first over a game of chess. which to begin with was a great game. we had both made about 15 moves before either of us made a move. it was getting heavy until it enevitably got rough and pieces started to rapidly disappear. fortunately for me, i came out on top. really, the game took too much out of us both. we only played one. after a short stroll to the shops for a coffee and a look at the ocean (no waves on a cold windy day) we went back to his house, and turned on the sega/nintendo/xbox thing and played a boxing game. it got down right ugly as we slugged and punch each other on the screen. when his housemate turned up, the game turned into a round-robin free for all. all three of us getting more and more excited, we were laughing so hard at one another. well by the end of it, my thumb was killing me, and still is. both hurt actually. i pressed those buttons way too hard. i know, it is what i deserve. i should have been running around outside, or playing chess, or anything more stimulating than a computer game, but we had fun. truly, that was the point.