Bryn Succeeds In Fiiiiiinding Sommmmmething Poiiiiiiintierrrr!
A third Guy Ritchie film came out and I went to see it. It was rubbish compared to the first two. The characters from "Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels" stole money and small cardboard boxes that looked like they contained valuable jewellery from a town hall. In the last five minutes of the film, the bad guys (this was Vinnie Jones' first appearance) surrounded their car in a public car park. One of the heroes suddenly got out and started sprinting away, and another did likewise. The film ended with the protagonist jogging disconcertedly through city streets.
It was the last day of term. My friend Soppygit came to my room and complained that I hadn't mentioned something she'd done in my most recent online journal entry. I pointed out that it was a record of my life, and this event had very little impact on it.
It was a sunny day and I was walking along a very long path with my online friends, Ang and Daine. We were each carrying a rose. Their thorns kept pricking at our bare legs, but they became easier to deal with as time went by. Daine started telling me about her troubles.
My boyfriend, Bryn, and I were in the dungeons-and-dragons computer game Angband, only instead of killing monsters, the aim was to find weapons and attack each other. (This is slightly ironic, considering the number of times he wished me sweet dreams before I went to bed.) We went down to the second level of the dungeon, where he found an axe. I was really annoyed: there were never usually weapons that good at such early levels. Then he locked me in a room. I thought my being trapped meant the game was over, but I found a way out. I walked down a corridor, and found that he was now wielding a two-metre-long sword.
Since I was still carrying the main gauche I'd started with, he grew tired of such easy victory and we tried to leave the game. On the first floor, we encountered one of his friends, who he gave the sword to. The friend started duelling with me, but not only did he have a far superior weapon, but he participated in historical re-enactments, and therefore knew how to fight, unlike me.