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Tonight's report.
Nov. 20th, 2003 01:41 amMe = FUBAR. Totally. Went for a tackle playing IM tonight, and hooked fingers around the opposition's flag belt as I was diving for the stop. Got the tackle. Possibly saved a TD.
But...
In my brilliant wisdom, I now have two fractures. Middle and ring fingers are broken. Going to be unable to play anything (or even write, for that matter,) for six weeks minimum. And if you thought that sucked, we lost the game, too. So I'm basically FUBAR'd. In all respects regarding marching band and athletic bands, too. ARGH!
I want to curse the opposition, who did not play a very fair and sportsmanlike game. The referees burn as well, for not calling a particularly good game. I'll stop just short of cursing Divinity for her bad timing. I will be aggravated at my inability to type on this keyboard with one hand without typing two letters at once...
...it goes downhill from here. This is going to suck royally.
But...
In my brilliant wisdom, I now have two fractures. Middle and ring fingers are broken. Going to be unable to play anything (or even write, for that matter,) for six weeks minimum. And if you thought that sucked, we lost the game, too. So I'm basically FUBAR'd. In all respects regarding marching band and athletic bands, too. ARGH!
I want to curse the opposition, who did not play a very fair and sportsmanlike game. The referees burn as well, for not calling a particularly good game. I'll stop just short of cursing Divinity for her bad timing. I will be aggravated at my inability to type on this keyboard with one hand without typing two letters at once...
...it goes downhill from here. This is going to suck royally.
