I really have only one thing to say: Shin guards when catching are vital. And this: OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. We won. We're playing at Milwood. My right knee is a lovely shade of purple. I have a game tomorrow. And Friday. And Tuesday. And Wednesday. Plans for Saturday: 1. Sleep till four. 2. Eat. 3. Nap. 4. Eat dinner. 5. Watch chick flick. 6. Sleep.

I haven't posted in, like, a month, so I figured it was time I posted something. Not much has happened in four weeks. We're going to Disney for the 4801937874103128736th time next week (HURRAH), and I've... I'm trying to find a unique ring for every finger. I dug up an old smiley face one, and recently bought one that changes color. One on each pinkie. MUST FIND MOAR! Lord, this entry is getting long.

Softball practice tonight. We're done with the regular season, but now it's time for All-Stars. What does that mean? Softball through July. Joy. They, for some strange reason, believe that we'll make it...I'm a better catcher for fast pitchers than Amber, Alex likes her better. Oi. Hopefully, it won't be too bad/get too hot. All I have to do is survive. Then I'm done with the whole mess, for good

...Caesers after the tournament was over. I miss the tournament, having to break a new mit in partway through a game. I miss diving into the fence, and I miss ice cream after Saturday practices. I miss catching pop flys, having to dive, and then comparing grass stains. I miss the instant acceptance, the way we always knew each other's favorite cheers. I miss the number eleven, and I miss the red uniforms...

Damn. I have to play at the choir concert tonight. Yay for being the one and only bassist. And, normally, I'd be thrilled at getting to miss a game, it's kind of become a chore...but this game? We're playing.....I'll post it, we have to write "alternate reality" stories. I think vampires and funny paradigm shifts should be alternate enough. And if not, oh well, it's creative writing. Very hard to fuck up

Since I finally acknowledged the fact that being compared to Jason Varitek is actually a huge compliment last night, 1863_project insisted on getting me a Varitek jersey. I have it now; visual...only to see the Thurman Munson and Carlton Fisk stuff. That would actually make me very happy...I'd like to see some of their things and maybe go through the archives a bit. I hope we can make it..

Okay, today was my first softball game of the season (my tenth season, is it sad that I've been playing ball since before I could spell my own name?). And uh, ow. Ow. Ow. The short story is, we won. 10...I'm bored and don't want to really do anything today because I have to fix up all the shit for my portfolio in about a week, so I just want to relax. Maybe watch a soap opera. Or a good chick flick

Day 59, got a pretty good size bruise on my left knee and banging my need on the gym floor catching for our pitcher without catching gear(soft practice gym softballs) and she was throwing a tad to left a lot today. Gym softball are soft but the gym floor ain't. Right know my hamstring still bothering me and he addressed everyone about it and telling us when it time to stop that we might tear it because...

im munching on milo cornflakes and typing this chunk now i haven eaten any food since 11 plus, and breakfast was only ice milo & hashbrown. break before cmsk was battling with james, we start hitting...or what lah huh?! go and eat your own shit lah, i wonder why everyday youre like so damn happy but i bet theyre all lies. just to make yourself fucking happy right. hahaha (: poor you, hypocrite bitch yo!

...and have some undemanding time (UT?) and give them some cookies and enjoy their company. Turned out to be a pretty good idea. Freckles seems to be coming around as far as letting me catch her (or her catching me, rather). She knows I usually have cookies and I probably gave in a little too quickly in giving her one this time once she walked up to me. Unfortunately, once she realizes I'm not likely...