darts or no darts, that was fun.

tonight was one of the most genuinely fun nights i have had in a long time.

in an attempt to find a place to play darts (or pool as a close second) we chose to try the canterbury.

discoveries upon arrival:
-no darts;
-pool tables = very popular on friday night;
-skiball is a lie;
-and apparently shuffleboard rips you off.

in light of these gloomy circumstances, we inquired about boardgames and learned that there is a whole shelf of them above the atm and change machine in the hallway that smells like vomit. this little girl would have never looked that high up.
but once spotted, i scaled the shaky folding stepstool towards the uneven and precariously stacked boxes, descending with two, and hoping that one would be an acceptable option. hours of fierce competition and good conversation ensued.

tonight i:
-really enjoyed enjoying little things;
-laughed loud and hard, and a whole lot;
-think i will sleep better than i have in weeks;
-felt kind of like me again.