Ah, Pain, my old, not-missed friend.
Jun. 18th, 2006 08:45 pmI played soccer this morning because an old teammate of mine embarrassed me with compliments enough that he guilted me into playing. It went alright for the most part. I was a half-a-step off for the first half of the first half, but by the end of the game, I was actually playing pretty okay. But I'll probably be on anti-inflammatories for the next week. And we lost, too, which sucks. And it was an 8am game, which sucked even harder.
I spent the rest of the day with an eye on the World Cup action. How awesome was it that Korea squeaked out a tie with France?!
My students have their midterms this week and have been emailing me non-stop all weekend. I'm feeling all helpful and like a good teacher, but I bet that half of them fail the exam. :(
But Dad is in town tomorrow and we're doing lunch and setting up my A/C unit more properly so that I don't waste so much energy and kill myself with mold and other yuckiness coming out of the dirty filter.
I spent the rest of the day with an eye on the World Cup action. How awesome was it that Korea squeaked out a tie with France?!
My students have their midterms this week and have been emailing me non-stop all weekend. I'm feeling all helpful and like a good teacher, but I bet that half of them fail the exam. :(
But Dad is in town tomorrow and we're doing lunch and setting up my A/C unit more properly so that I don't waste so much energy and kill myself with mold and other yuckiness coming out of the dirty filter.