Sledge!

So another annual Sledge hockey game is done and man am I ever sore today!! My upper arms are very very stiff, but I think the most painful spot I have is on my lower back. I don't think I stayed upright for more than 30 seconds during the entire game. I just couldn't stay balanced - I'd go to push myself forward and roll onto my side. Get upright, and a few seconds later I'd roll onto the other side. It was ridiculous! The photographers from two of the local papers were at the game, and I'm afraid my toppled over ass may show up somewhere today. I found out as we were getting off the ice after losing 7-1 that they gave me one of the advanced sleds. Most sleds have the blades (did I mention yesterday the sleds have blades on the bottom to skate along?) at the edges, but mine had both right in the middle to make it go faster and provide better mobility for quick turns and the like. I am not an advanced player. Nor am I a small child. The two do not make for a good fit in the advanced sled. The fire chief came out and played on the media team - I think he and I spent more time trying to help each other get upright than we did chasing the puck. But man did we ever have a lot of fun!

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Matt's gone now - all his stuff is moved out and man is this apartment ever empty! I can't believe Mike doesn't move in for a month - a whole month of empty apartment! Blah. I think I might move my computer back out into the living room for a while, just to have some furniture out there!
Going home tomorrow. My mum's choir is doing a concert tomorrow night, so I'm going to that. While I'm by no means a regular church-goer anymore, I used to be in the choir and still like some of the people there, and it will be nice to catch up with them. Saturday I'm going over to kadenza and Marshie's place for lunch and a movie with courtly and his wife Heather. Sunday I don't believe there are any plans other than collecting Seamus and coming back home.
Tomorrow's Stephanie's last day, and it makes me pretty sad. You'd think I'd get used to my friends leaving, but no. Out of the all the people who worked there when I started three years ago, less than a dozen of them are left. And most of those are lifers anyway. Blah.
I'm calling it a night.
Night.