9:15, I got in the car... game time was 8:45. By 9:20 I was on the byway, very quick for me. I was taking the round abouts in 3rd gear, a rarity. I hit Cicur aound 9:30 and parked outside the gym by 9:35. I ran and started tearing off my sweats, turning off my iPod... I flung the front doors to the gym open and stopped... There were girls in the gym, but none had uniforms and the formation seemed quite casual, like a practice... hmm. Oh and no one from "the good team" was in the gym. "Mierda!" I thought. My front desk buddy, who always tells me the locker room to go to without using words, informed me that the game was actually at the university, which happens to be 5 minutes from my house!
By the time I got home, it was 9:50. I figured it was too late to go, so Em and I had a couple glasses of wine as I whined about missing the game. I didn´t want to go so late and give the impression that I felt I could just walk in and play. "Ooooh wow, big American girl thinks she´s the bomb..." I know that´s what they would have thought : )
As it turns out, that´s exactly what I could have done. It was a close game and they ended up losing by 10. It was explained to me before the game, that though I was so excited, the game didn´t mean much and was more like a practice game really. So, I assumed it wasn´t going to be much of a match. Damn it! Oh well, it´s in the past. Hopefully there will be another one I can play in. Tear, cough, sigh.
Em and I had a bunch of fun chatting though and a lovely product of our good times is this fabulous picture of us. Em wanted to make mean faces, but started laughing as I snapped it. So, she looks cute and I look like a monkey, but what else is new. She´s here now and we´re about to go robe shopping and are currently discussing how stumpy the bananas are here at my house and how long and nice they are at hers. Anyhow, the picture...
I love it! We are the funnest!
On a side note, my room is the place where all the flies from the summer come to die during the winter. I have about 15 fly corpses on the floor outside my door. They´re just in regular fly position and I keep trying to smash them because I think they´re alive, but then they don´t move and I have at least killed them further. It´s sort of a sad game because I always win. Anyway, I need to sweep those flies up.
And, I´m off...
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