For the company picnic yesterday evening, someone got it into their head that a kickball game would be good times. Thinking back, of course it sounded like good times. Kickball was the best part of recess, the only sports game that I was pretty good at. I was good at kicking and catching and rarely had to run, and about half of the time I spent standing in line waiting to kick, talking about the Spice Girls or that week's episode of Saved By the Bell.
Unfortunately, the evening was a bust. Or at least the game was. Either everyone was in much better shape as a kid, or we are all ridiculously out of shape now. I sprained my thumb, got kicked in the shin, and did something to my knee which makes me really annoyed to take the stairs now. Initials didn't fare well either, twisting his ankle and getting his first asthma attack in a long time,as well as falling asleep almost as soon as we got back to his place.
Of course, it wasn't all our fault for being out of shape. We played kickball on the grass, which was very slippery, and the ball sprang a leak after the second inning, so it was covered in duct tape while we finished the game. The mosquitos were out in full force too, so half of the night was spent swatting those stupid bitches.
At least our team won.
Because it's been a while, here's a new muxtape for everyone, songs about dancing.
