The day started off with Glee: Don't stop believing playing in my ear. This was my phone. As I stuggled over to one side I reached out for my phone only to hear my mum yell 'Hello? Reiss! It's almost twelve!" I cut her off without saying a word, flopped off of my bed, landing on my back and heaved myself to my feet. I opened my bedroom door and took large, unsteady steps downstairs. Upon reaching the bottom step I was slammed against the wall by my small dog. The jolt was enough to wake me up and scared the life out of me.
As I got to the kitchen, my mum and her boyfriend, Ian, were looking my way. She said "Alright, sleepyhead?" I just moaned something incoherent and went to the fridge. I pulled out a lucozade, downed it, then I don't remember anything for the next hour.
One hour later, I am dressed and my friend arrives at my house. He comes in, we discuss some form of computing and we head upstairs. I switch my computer on and for the next 2 hour we continue with our nerdy conversation whilst messing around with a few games. During all of this, I am still half-asleep so I am slowly falling asleep on my bed. I get sick of feeling tired, quickly run to the shops and come back with a huge packet of Malteasers (Ben's favourite), a large Galaxy bar and 2 litres of Coca Cola. I munch away at the Galaxy bar within seconds, quickly consuming my half of the drink. Ben, however, takes his time and doesn't bother with the chocolate yet.
From that point onwards, I was way more talkative. I put on Left 4 Dead 2 and I sat watching Ben play through a new campaign (Cold Stream). For the next hour we'd be watching Ventrilo Harassment, Dr. Weird and playing Garry's Mod and Team Fortress 2. After all that, I gave him my spare mouse and adapter and he left.
15 minutes later, me and my mother was picked up by one of her friends to eat at The Harvester, a local restaurant. I hope you all agree when I say that they have the best bread in the world! I have 3 or 4 rolls just to start off with whenever I go there! I am sure you don't want to hear the details, so let's just say: OM NOM NOM...now we're done. Head home. Have a spark of inspiration in the car; make another blog!
Get home, switch on computer, open up my Facebook (don't add me or I'll eat you) and then make a blog post on my primary blog (link at the start of the post). I eventually get bored of Facebook, so I get to work on this blog. Blah blah blah, editing. Now here we are.
In a moment I shall be off to play Team Fortress 2 with Ben once more and then run downstairs to see who has won Britain's Got Talent. Other than that, I have nothing planned for the night...other than sleep, ofcourse.
This has been day one, thank you for reading.
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