"I have wronged him. I have hated him for the wrong reasons." ~ Interview With A Vampire
Busy-ness and lack of sleep have keep me from posting any new Paris letters, and now that it's over, the motivation is just gone.
Sometimes I find tennis fans very frustrating, and all the furor surrounding Roger and Rafael's match had me shaking my head and turning the computer off. I should make it clear that I love both of them. I had reasons that I wanted Roger to win, I had reasons I wanted Rafael to win. Either way, I knew I'd be happy with the result, and I was. It wasn't a blowout, nobody retired because their stomach hurt, and I got to see some great tennis.
But why is it that people take things like this so personally? I'm not just talking about LJ here, or even MTF. The phenomena seems pretty widespread, and I just don't understand it. Rafael didn't kick Roger's pet cow, and Roger didn't sleep with Rafael's mystery girlfriend. They played tennis. One of them won, and the other lost. One of them was happy, and one was disappointed. They'll get over it, and they'll go on being friends.
There's a reason it's called a game.
Anyhow, like everyone else, I'm already looking forward to WImbledon, and beyond that, TMS Cincinnati.
We FINALLY got our plane tickets, by the way. Usually I buy them no later than the end of April, but the prices are just so much higher this year. We were really hoping we'd find a sale, or gas prices would stabilize, but it just got less and less likely as time when on. Today, at last, the prices went down a little, not much, but we'll take it. We'll be flying out and back at the same times I always have. It will be a nice change not to have to say goodbye to my HLP at the airport. Instead, she'll be flying back with me, sharing my pain at leaving Cincinnati behind for another year.
On a different note, don't you hate it when you have a great idea for a story, maybe even a series of stories, but you don't have time to write? I thought I had a good start on it, but fresh inspiration struck, and I need to rewrite almost everything I have done so far. If I don't get this out of my head soon, though, I fear it will be lost in there forever. That would suck.