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Frisbee practice today was awful. So I'll whine about it.
So first I get my team, and it's not too hot. Captains are Kierstan, Ian McGeoch, and Adam Salwen, that's right the sophmore who was in my chem class last year. Arrogant little hoass. We don't really have anyone on the team good enough to match up with the best players in the league, so pretty much we're either gonna have to be sick at zone, or we'll just lose. So then while we're scrimmaging, I'm having the worst throwing day of my life, rushing everything and turning it over way too much. So after one deep pass that went just beyond the reach of my teammate, I swore under my breath. And of course, Jim "I've-got-a-rod-up-my-ass" Pistrang is standing right there on the sideline and hears it. So I have to run extra. And then I go for a layout D and of course come up empty and cut my knee up so it's bleeding and stinging like a bat out of hell. Then I get a ride home with the Shiangs and get blood all over their dad's car and feel bad so I clean it up.
So now I've got to do homework I don't understand. And the Red Sox aren't playing well. It's just the little things that add up to make a crappy day. Hopefully tomorrow will be pleasantly surprising.
So first I get my team, and it's not too hot. Captains are Kierstan, Ian McGeoch, and Adam Salwen, that's right the sophmore who was in my chem class last year. Arrogant little hoass. We don't really have anyone on the team good enough to match up with the best players in the league, so pretty much we're either gonna have to be sick at zone, or we'll just lose. So then while we're scrimmaging, I'm having the worst throwing day of my life, rushing everything and turning it over way too much. So after one deep pass that went just beyond the reach of my teammate, I swore under my breath. And of course, Jim "I've-got-a-rod-up-my-ass" Pistrang is standing right there on the sideline and hears it. So I have to run extra. And then I go for a layout D and of course come up empty and cut my knee up so it's bleeding and stinging like a bat out of hell. Then I get a ride home with the Shiangs and get blood all over their dad's car and feel bad so I clean it up.
So now I've got to do homework I don't understand. And the Red Sox aren't playing well. It's just the little things that add up to make a crappy day. Hopefully tomorrow will be pleasantly surprising.