So I wrote a Norwegian blog today and thought perhaps to repeat that blog here, or something along the lines.
I got a phonecall today from someone I love very much. And this person told me that they had gotten a message from the doctor after taken an MRI.
And there was something on the images or whatever.
Monday, 30 March 2015
Sunday means event night, and tonight we had ourself a little painful race.
We all made our selves a little undead and gathered at the starter zone of the undead - Deathknell. The leaders had made a guild for us and called it The Running Dead, as we couldn't make a raid, we made small groups instead and used guildchat + TS to communicate.