78 - Elf wrestling at the mall.
joneworlds@mailbox.org
I'm still feeling lousy most of the time, with the
headaches and such. I've never been quite right
ever since that job where I got covered in those
mushrooms' spores some weeks back. I wonder what
those were.
But I go for a walk into town the other day, to
try and clear my head. And there's this abandoned
strip mall on the outskirts where I find the elfs
have built another of their wrestling mats in the
parking lot. So I get to watching that for the
morning.
Elf wrestling is cool. If you've never seen it
yet, it's like multiple teams of two, battling it
out with each other at the same time on this huge
grid mat which is made of all these quilted
colors. And I don't really get all the rules yet,
but there's territory you got to hold, and
something where your team can absorb other
teams. And the matches can occassionally go on for
a long time with all these little teams holding
their own. But almost always, it winds up with one
big team taking over all the small ones'
players. At least, that's how it seems. I guess
some things are just like that.