78 - Elf wrestling at the mall.
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I'm still feeling lousy most of the time, with the
headaches and  such. I've  never been  quite right
ever since that  job where I got  covered in those
mushrooms' spores some weeks  back.  I wonder what
those were.

But I  go for a walk  into town the other  day, to
try and clear my  head. And there's this abandoned
strip mall on the outskirts  where I find the elfs
have built another of  their wrestling mats in the
parking lot.   So I get  to watching that  for the
morning.

Elf  wrestling is  cool. If  you've never  seen it
yet, it's like multiple  teams of two, battling it
out with each other at  the same time on this huge
grid  mat  which  is  made of  all  these  quilted
colors. And I don't really  get all the rules yet,
but  there's  territory  you   got  to  hold,  and
something  where   your  team  can   absorb  other
teams. And the matches can occassionally go on for
a long  time with  all these little  teams holding
their own. But almost always, it winds up with one
big  team   taking  over   all  the   small  ones'
players. At  least, that's how it  seems.  I guess
some things are just like that.