This morning I am feeling the wrath of a long weekend of staying up playing board games, eating pie, nachos, eleven, and just chillin.
I’m definitely not as young as I used to be.
Anyway, many games of Risk were played, a game of Monopoly, a game of Settlers. A long time ago I learned that I was not meant to win any of these games, but have been cursed with loving to play them. I’ve been happier since then.
I really just enjoy time spent with friends, even though I am a jerk.
The weekend was epic. We need to play Risk more often 🙂
I don’t know when we’re going to come to visit, but whenever we do there needs to be a game of Risk involved.
I wonder if we can order eleven by the wing. I want to see Berserk try it and see what he thinks, though there is no way that I ever will again.