I've been busy today, I got a lot more painting done, stepped on a bee, went out to Chinese, and the waitress was one of those happy ones, (in my experience I either get the bubbly happy Chinese person or the hate, angry at the world, bored out of their mind, Chinese person. They are always extremists, I must attract extremists.) Anyways she forgot what Josh was drinking. She came up and laughed, like only Chinese teenaged girls do, and got the right kind. I love them. They are just so hilarious.
Wow. Josh just walked up to me and asked, "How blogs it?"
I said, "It blogs."
"Bloggen," he says.
Tomorrow is our first softball game. We practiced a whole one hour and are tossed into the games. Yeah, we're pros.
I'm not really too concerned about winning anyways, I just want to play. Winning is just bonus. I'd like to hit the ball at least once, and preferably in the outfield. Now I'm getting picky.
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