The word count.

Today Tom Wilkin and I were sitting at Chris’s house wandering how much I have actually written. We thought that it would be at least twenty thousand words, but instead of pondering about the amount, I decided to... I mean, we decided to paste the entire blog onto Word and do an official Cosma’s Blog word count. Let’s just say that if it was all homework, it would have been enough to finish all of my assignments from the beginning of reception, even though the assignments in reception were like finger painting and using those paste glue things but if those assignments, that weren’t really assignments, were somehow converted into essays, it would still be enough. As of Friday, the ninth of October I have written over thirty five thousand words. Which, mind my language, is a motherfucking shit load of words. Microsoft Word is telling me that when it says ‘words’ before, there should be a question mark instead of the full stop that I correctly put there. It isn’t a question, so leave me alone Microsoft Word.

Sorry to completely change the subject but I don’t know what else to say about that, so I’m just going to leave it at that and say that I have written more words in fifty nine blogs that you have probably written ever, ever. Time to change the topic, we are currently at Chris’s to watch the soccer but I kind of lost interest and made my way to the computer with Tom and yeah, here we are. But Tom just left and now Andrew is just lying on the bed playing some game on Tom’s iPhone where you land planes or something and yeah, he hasn’t let me play it yet but out on a limb...whim? No limb and say that it is good fun. Anyway, moving on again... we have all jumped in the pool at one stage today, except for Chris who is a pussy but yeah, it was the coldest thing since that other time that I said it was really cold, I don’t know what it is but I remember recently writing about something that was really, really cold.

Tom just came back and is now sitting in the spot that he was before and I for some reason feel more at home. Anyway, to say that Bubs is an amazing pool player would be the truth, so to put that sentence in a more proper sentancy way...sentancy? Bubs is good at pool, and he proved that today when he beat Milan Tankosic who is also amazing at pool. This game of pool however had a rather amusing bet surrounding it, and that bet was that the loser had to jump into the pool, not the pool table, the swimming pool. Bubs ended up beating Milan in the most exciting game of pool that as ever been, and seeing Milan jump into the pool with his red undies on was the pinnacle of the whole night.

I should probably go out and watch the rest of the Adelaide game, I mean that’s why I am here but yeah, okay I’m off. Oh, and Tom’s high score was forty six in that plane game and Andrew just got fifty. Maybe he will stop playing and let me have a game, but knowing Andrew that would just be wishful thinking...