Rustled up a curry for Louis and myself since we were home alone. We didn't have na'an or poppadoms as a side part, but I found something just as good in the freezer in the form of these mini Indian infusion cupcake things; box was covered in reindeer and santa hats so I figured it was time to retire them from the chiller. Even better though, a packet of old and frozen profiteroles surfaced too with a one hour defrost time. Louis had one and declared his hated for them which left me to unfortunately consume the rest. After our meal however I played probably the most disappointing game of DOTA I have ever played tonight.
Dan, Louis and some of his mates joined us for a standard game with a pretty nice enemy team, even when we stared winning they always had a friendly remark to make about our play. Just as the tables turned in our favour however everyone was kicked from the server. This means that we were all booted from play for a technical reason BUT we could continue the game by reconnecting. Determined to win, we spent 20 minutes stating at a loading screen waiting to re-enter, our hearts sank when we returned. One player managed to avoid all the server problems and played without us.
To put this in perspective, imagine a football game where a few minutes before the final minutes of play everyone was forced to freeze and not move a muscle. Except for the one guy on the enemy team who was free to move around and score as many times as he wanted. It wasn't fair and it just plain sucked for us.
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