We lost netball 31-34. :( I got to play goal attack for two quarters. Those two quarters were our best. ;) The middle quarter that I played in at goal defense meant that we had weaker attackers on and we let our opponents trickle away from us and get a good lead. Every other team seems to have one or two people that can reliably hit 2 pointer shots whereas our team only goes for 1 point shots. If I play more at goal attack we should score a whole lot more, though; so it shouldn’t really matter. We’ll see.
In happier news, I managed to snap half of my left big toe’s toenail off by kicking my thonged foot in to Scott’s shoe at Woolworths (and no, they didn’t still have that bag we left there last week). I haven’t cut the nail off completely yet but I wrapped it in a couple of tissues before putting it in my sock before netball as we have no bandaids around. I was actually going to purchase some at Woolies after acquiring the injury and only refrained after Scott’s insistence that he had some back in the flat. That’s the last time I trust him. The bully.
On the way home tonight I had a huntsman spider crawling around on the windows of my car. On the outside, that is. I hate it when that happens. He crawled across my windscreen at one point and I turned on my wipers in a vain attempt to flick him off the car. It only resulted in shoving him on the driver’s side of the vehicle so that he scurried around next to me and hid out of view which of course means I had to get out of the car on the passenger side in case he jumped down on to my head as I hopped out. In the darkness I used my mobile phone’s built-in torch to weakly illuminate the exterior of my car but my new friend was nowhere to be found. Odds are he climbed inside somehow and will scare the crap out of me as I drive leading to a gruesome death.
To make that whole ordeal even more fun, there was a rat killing another rat in the driveway behind our unit blocking the road so that I couldn’t drive past. He had his victim on the ground and was biting in to its throat. I assume it was dead, but this little bugger wouldn’t let go and move out of my way at all, even when I rolled the car up right in front of him. I felt like such a little man in my pink netball shirt as I reversed the car back and drove around the murderous rat.
On Friday night I went to my 5 year school reunion. How depressing that it’s already been 5 years. Fortunately, barely anyone has actually left or finished uni yet. Most of those ones though are at least doing 4 or 5 year degrees or honours or a second degree or masters or even a Ph. D. Never mind. I’ll take my bachelor’s and run. Run far, far away. Afterwards I met up with and stayed out in the city until 5am. Good times.
Boy, was I tired when I had to get up at 9am that morning to drive up to Swansea for my cousin Todd’s wedding. It as another fun night that resulted in me eating plenty of food and a truckload of dessert slices. I slept over at the shack with mum and dad afterwards. Liberally masking myself with Aerogard proved to be effective as this time I managed to sleep the entire night without being woken up by a swarm of mosquitoes buzzing around me. I didn’t even get one bite. Victory is mine.
Mustard pickle spread makes me happy.
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