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Volleyball and Long Days
Sep. 20th, 2004 09:07 pmIt certainly didn't feel like a typical Monday. I woke up before the alarm clock this morning. After working all weekend, it felt more like a Wednesday. The day was the usual fare of rushing, chatting, meetings, etc. I got to work at 6:30 AM, left at 6 PM.. ugh..
After work, I was invited to play volleyball with a co-worker's team. They were short some players, so I happened to have my gym bag in the trunk.. I essentially got drafted. We lost the first game, won the second (last point on my serve even ** does victory dance **) I just got home and I'm beat.
I met my co-worker's niece tonight, the one she's been trying to fix me up with. I wondered if this was a set-up, still do. And I played at a Baptist church, which also makes me uneasy, brings back some foul childhood memories. Sorry for the incoherent ramblings.. it happens when I get tired.
After work, I was invited to play volleyball with a co-worker's team. They were short some players, so I happened to have my gym bag in the trunk.. I essentially got drafted. We lost the first game, won the second (last point on my serve even ** does victory dance **) I just got home and I'm beat.
I met my co-worker's niece tonight, the one she's been trying to fix me up with. I wondered if this was a set-up, still do. And I played at a Baptist church, which also makes me uneasy, brings back some foul childhood memories. Sorry for the incoherent ramblings.. it happens when I get tired.
