We may have scored only one run in two games. We may have been named after an infantile movie that hasn't even come out yet. And I may have gotten a pretty ridiculous sunburn making a band starting halfway down my forehead and ending an inch under my glasses. But I'll be damned if the Balls of Fury team wasn't having the most fun at the Blast from the Past Charity Kickball Tournament 2007 in Golden Gate Park. Shit, we even had red headbands and a beer bong.
Not surprisingly, I've been kinda out of it today, but that usually happens the day after intensive daytime drinking.
Life's been fun, but with more searching than normal. I'm looking for a new place to live -- Aaron and Chris are great guys, but I need an apartment that's more amenable to frequent socializing, and I wouldn't mind paying less, getting more sun, and having laundry facilities. I'm also looking for love; it's been way too long since I've been in a relationship, so it's OKCupid and Craigslist for me. And at work, I was looking for things to do, but at least I've found that: I'm getting involved in two projects, in marketing and user experience.
I'm going to DC on Wednesday for a fun, long weekend with
jigsawjazz and Oliver. Whee!