October 9, 2009
…I left my place at 6, and spent an hour contemplating the finer points of a 4-mile stretch of Lee Highway. Have I mentioned that I love this town?
…I was teased mercilessly by my teammates, because it’s just their way and there’s an Irish Napoleon with a crush on me.
…I was not in the mood to deal with the Irish Napoleon, who seems to have a hard time figuring out that when a woman answers in mono-tone and -syllable, she’s probably not interested.
…my teammate was kind enough to act like a very protective boyfriend type, so that I could practice in peace.
…I played last, again, making for another long night and another 5 hours’ sleep, at best.
…I beat a 6. And I might be stupidly tired and I might be a zombie at work all day today, but I’m a smiling zombie. I needed that.