Gwenog Jones (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} haveyoumet_) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg,@ 2015-03-14 18:33:00 |
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Two weeks out. TWO WEEKS.
I am healed. I feel fine. Apparently have to 'rest'.
Yes, yes, listen to the healers blah, blah, blah, but I can't even TRAIN for at least a week. I am going to be SO bored.
Anyone want to team up for the St Patrick's Day thing at Finnigan's? If I get takers I'll go sign up tomorrow. I might not be able to do much walking around though or the healers might kill me, but I will be less bored for a day.
[Warded private and in Welsh]
Why the fuck did I get fucking yelled at for making a good play decision? I knew we were going to collide. I collide with people all the damn time. It was a one in a thousand bloody chance I got my hand pushed off. I was pissed off too. They stopped the match the cocks. I'd removed the bludger. We could have fucking scored. But NOO. Stupid twats. One little yelp of pain and the wusses think they must help out the opposite team's player. Arseholes.