Thursday, January 12, 2006 I also like to go to the park, if it's nice out
In minutes, I'll somehow trick Tracy into getting in the car, and we'll drive south until we hit crazy. I keep thinking of things for us to do when we get to my hometown. Smoke tobacco! Worship the confederacy! (Tomorrow is Lee-Jackson Day, a state holiday in honor of Stonewall Jackson and Robert E. Lee. This year, it looks like the state of Virginia is separating it from the birthday of Martin Luther King Jr. by a weekend, rather than shoving them all together into 'Lee-Jackson-King' Day.)
Since we're hitting and running, I probably won't have time to hang out with any of my old friends.
Still, I have high hopes for this. My mom is excited and making cookies. I'm...hesitant, but still, still. It'll be fine. Everything is always fine.
Last night was the first part of our skill assessment at roller derby. I did OK, except for the part where we had to jump over some miniature traffic cones, some paper plates, and then some cones again. I jumped the first line of cones and wobbled, so I was determined to have better form for the next set. I was concentrating on the next cones so much that I skated over the damn plates. There is a metaphor in that somewhere, but I have no time to find it. Inevitability is waiting for me, and if I don't get there by noon, inevitability will think I'm dead and start to freak out. posted by Frenz | 1/12/2006 09:21:00 AM
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