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listersgirl) wrote2005-05-06 09:47 am
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In which all thought turn to food
Happy birthday
dorrie6! I hope you have a wonderful day.
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The week of the constant *thwack*, *thwack* of squash balls is almost over. I don't know whose idea it was to put a freaking SQUASH COURT in the middle of a place where people are actually working, but I'm guessing it was someone whose office doesn't front onto the atrium holding said squash court. Idiots.
I also don't know why anyone would want to watch people playing squash. Granted, I don't understand why people want to watch most sports, but squash seems particularly silly. It's like watching someone run on the treadmill - there's no strategy, just lots of power. Feel free to contradict me if you know better. :)
(Ha! We've decided that the next event in the atrium should be strip poker. Or possibly jello wrestling. Much more entertaining.)
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Yesterday I discovered that what I thought was free extended cable was actually cable that I was paying for, even though I hadn't asked for it. Nice. And of course the reason it took me three months to figure this out is that at some point I stopped receiving bills, even though I hadn't asked for that either. Too bad they didn't decide to stop taking the money from my bank account, even though I didn't ask for that either.
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I am impatiently waiting for blueberry season. Strawberries just don't cut it (I know, blasphemy), although I've been eating them anyway. Yesterday I found some not-ridiculously-expensive blackberries, which made me happy this morning, but they're still not blueberries.
Blueberries and ice cream -- the two best foods in the world.
Mmmm, now I want some ice cream.
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The week of the constant *thwack*, *thwack* of squash balls is almost over. I don't know whose idea it was to put a freaking SQUASH COURT in the middle of a place where people are actually working, but I'm guessing it was someone whose office doesn't front onto the atrium holding said squash court. Idiots.
I also don't know why anyone would want to watch people playing squash. Granted, I don't understand why people want to watch most sports, but squash seems particularly silly. It's like watching someone run on the treadmill - there's no strategy, just lots of power. Feel free to contradict me if you know better. :)
(Ha! We've decided that the next event in the atrium should be strip poker. Or possibly jello wrestling. Much more entertaining.)
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Yesterday I discovered that what I thought was free extended cable was actually cable that I was paying for, even though I hadn't asked for it. Nice. And of course the reason it took me three months to figure this out is that at some point I stopped receiving bills, even though I hadn't asked for that either. Too bad they didn't decide to stop taking the money from my bank account, even though I didn't ask for that either.
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I am impatiently waiting for blueberry season. Strawberries just don't cut it (I know, blasphemy), although I've been eating them anyway. Yesterday I found some not-ridiculously-expensive blackberries, which made me happy this morning, but they're still not blueberries.
Blueberries and ice cream -- the two best foods in the world.
Mmmm, now I want some ice cream.
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Judging from what little squash I play, there is a LOT of strategy involved; where to place the ball is a very important question. (And of course, while you're deciding that, your opponent will be trying to figure out where you intend to place the ball, so that s/he will be in the best position to get it, so you have to figure out where your opponent thinks you'll place the ball, etc. etc. etc.)
In a high-power game (which, I guess, is how the professionals play it), each rally is like a series of soccer penalty kicks. ;)
(Oh, and booo! to Rogers [I'm guessing] for their shifty billing practices!)
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