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We hosted a fund raiser this morning for kids where we showed them a mini-bout and then skated with them. It was actually a lot of fun, and the kids were cute and funny and there was one little girl who kept yelling, "I bet I could beat you!" to all my teammates. So then we'd "race" her and we'd let her win, and she would skate around yelling more about how she had beat each of us. It doesn't sound as funny as it actually was.
Towards the end of the event, I ended up falling on my tail bone again. I did this maybe a month ago, and had just recently been able to sit without significant pain. This time, when I fell, I had to actually crawl off the rink. I made it to the game room where I had my skate bag, and all of a sudden I was crying. It was so incredibly painful, and shocking, but I think the tears were the result of just one of the longest, most stressful weeks (2 weeks, really) in recent memory. The boy situation is frustrating and stupid (when isn't it?), work has been over the top in a bad way, I was sick sick sick again (like, can't get out of bed, running a perpetual fever for three days, oh my god I want to die sick). And then last night was the Dollie/Saucie bout. I've never screamed that much in my life and I'm a screamer. It was intense and fun and exciting and holy crap (!) I almost passed out! The Saucies won by 2 points. Holy crap.
Right now, I'm watching Dave Chapelle's Block Party because I love this movie and I love Dead Prez and Mos Def. I want to take a nap but I'm going to the movies tonight and I don't want to waste the day. I write nonsense.
Towards the end of the event, I ended up falling on my tail bone again. I did this maybe a month ago, and had just recently been able to sit without significant pain. This time, when I fell, I had to actually crawl off the rink. I made it to the game room where I had my skate bag, and all of a sudden I was crying. It was so incredibly painful, and shocking, but I think the tears were the result of just one of the longest, most stressful weeks (2 weeks, really) in recent memory. The boy situation is frustrating and stupid (when isn't it?), work has been over the top in a bad way, I was sick sick sick again (like, can't get out of bed, running a perpetual fever for three days, oh my god I want to die sick). And then last night was the Dollie/Saucie bout. I've never screamed that much in my life and I'm a screamer. It was intense and fun and exciting and holy crap (!) I almost passed out! The Saucies won by 2 points. Holy crap.
Right now, I'm watching Dave Chapelle's Block Party because I love this movie and I love Dead Prez and Mos Def. I want to take a nap but I'm going to the movies tonight and I don't want to waste the day. I write nonsense.