Recently, I joined a local kickball league and became an army of however many strangers. I don’t know anyone on my team; I was just randomly placed. However, it was one of the best things to happen to me in a long time. I never sign up for stuff without a “buddy”… just in case. But this was well worth it. Now I’ve convinced a crazy person that I know to join also. I live a pretty sedentary lifestyle, so kickball once a week is helping me change that.
Too bad I am already dreading my game tonight. I just really don’t feel like going.
After watching the Olympics, I have decided that my best friend and I will train to become the next great women’s double beach volleyball team. Yes! Watch out for us in in London, 2012. Meanwhile, I’ve been trying to get everyone else to :::who the hell is making all that noise behind me?!::: join the intramural league for volleyball here at school. I’m trying to get an all black graduate student volleyball team. So far I have four people. I’m sure all this excitement will die down before it’s time for the captain’s meeting and there will be no team. 
In other good news, I spoke with my DGS (Director of Graduate Studies) today and he says I can sub in a class I took last semester for this kick-your-ass-all-semester-long-”were you even in class”-notes-on-your-paper-from-the-professor-course that I was originally signed up to take. Now I just have to tell the professor that I’m auditing his class. If he finds out I’m doing that, I’m sure he’ll come up with some reason to try and stop me. But I’m ready for him. Hi, Hater!
