I woke up late, not really hungover, but with the kind of bloated and hazy feel that follows a night of heavy beer consumption. Bleh.
I did mostly
fuckall for a few hours, then went out on my skateboard to go pick up the car
at the garage as mandated by the girlfriend. The clutch has been acting weird
and the car does a little herky-jerky at low speed, but it’s expected, it’s an
old machine now. On the way, I went to investigate saunas and bathhouses, the
Kazakh asked me about it. Most are closed because of anti-covid measures, but I
found one that’s mysteriously open.
Back home, I
fired up the PC game Warband: Mount & Blade, that I installed a few months
ago but didn’t get into it. Well, now I’m truly addicted, and roamed the
medieval open world with my mercenary character for the remainder of the
afternoon. I had to peel myself away from the computer to go to BJJ practice.
It was
raining but fuck it, I’d rather have that than 38-degree days. Six of us were
on the mats, and I had some hard rolls. I tried an armbar escape I saw on
YouTube and it worked, I was all giddy, until I realized I wasn’t out of the
woods yet and still had a strong blue belt trying to fold me like laundry.
The Kazakh
and I went to the sauna place. It felt good but I was already completely
drained and in need of food and beer, next time we’ll go in the afternoon and
enjoy the facilities, the place has rest areas, board games, a buffet, and
plenty of unisex and mixed-gender areas for pampering oneself.
I dragged my
exhausted carcass home and made pasta with some leftover stew we found in the
freezer. I watched a bit of comedy and clown world news videos and then played
Mount & Blade for a bit, and by for a bit I mean until 3 AM.
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