All's Fair In Love And War.....(Well Maybe Just Love)
Friday was a pretty boring day, finally got some more information to input into the website. Left early to St. Laurent to drop off Jon's bag, got a cleaning kit from Jon which was in camo prints, cool. After that, I caught the bus home and bummed around. Phuong called me later and complained that I wasn't at Carleton, since she was there. Oh well. = )

Packed all my stuff for Paintball and bought a replacement battery for the sight on Sheree's gun. Em treated me to ice-cream at Baskin Robbins, chocolate chip mint. Yummy! Tried to do some more of my case questions before getting some much needed sleep before Paintball the next day. Like I said, it was a pretty boring day.

...Then Cry Havoc And Let Loose The Dogs Of War...
PAINTBALL!!! baby!
Woke up at Oh 6 early and took a shower, hoping it would wake me up; didn't work. Got some breakfast and got all my gear ready and into the car. Made sure Aaron, Em, Dom and Josh was up. Forgot to call Chau to get up, sorry Chau. She still sounded dead when I called her later. = ) We met at Timmy's, which was next to Place Orleans. Everyone saw me decked out in my combat fatigues and some were saying, "I wanna be on Marc's team." = P Intimidate the opposition! heh heh. The whole group was running late but we got there just after half-past eight.

The only problem I have with Commando Games is that they don't allow you to bring your own paint which would be cheaper. We played seven games but I sat out the last one, was too tired. The only beef I always have while playing paintball is when people don't follow the rules and just break them. I got my list of kills and I captured a flag as well. That was the 2nd game of Fort that was played towards the end. Surprisingly, our team only had one casualty while we killed off the opposing team. = ) Andy got a nasty welt on his head, kinda reminds me of Mikhail Gorbachev. ; ) The welts don't seem to hurt much this time and they aren't turning purple. A lot of the rounds that I got hit with didn't break, hence the round welts. One of my mistake was not setting the sight for further ranges, but rather I had calibrated it for closer ranges and i had to compensate for longer ranges. Lon got wasted during the village game, which sorta remind me of urban warfare training or rainbow six. My brother, Keith, rushed up to the hut that Lon was hiding in and sprayed the hut. Apparently, he had fired so many rounds at Lon that his back was painted and the side of his ammo loader cracked after being hit by so many rounds. My legs were sore from running and squatting behind bunkers.

Here's a question for all you readers out there. Should the need arise for you to ask someone for a ride, do you:
A) Ask them nicely to give you a ride
B) Just jump into the car when everyone is leaving
or
C) Assume that people will be driving you home, ie. they are your chauffeur (Home, Jeeves!)

Well me tired..........zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz........