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got up at about 2:30 pm today, and went to my dad's work. There was volleyball; I was an honorary member of the Old Geezer's team, on accoutn that at least 2 of them remembered back when I was six years old and used to fetch the balls that went into the trees for them.

I did alright, and it was fun, and then there were hotdogs and hamburgers, and before the games started there were shrimp.

wrote more on my emails, but I've got to check with people/the upstairs computer having excel before I can send off anything.

it's 2 am, and I'm closing down for the night.

sand is a bitch to play in; if you thought rugburns were bad you've never nearly skinned a knee diving for an out ball on a sand court. blegh.

...it's too easy just to say it soft...

Ow.


my knee is scabbing over nicely, but my muscles are all whiny. That's what I get for remaning relatively inactice for the last eight months.

However, volleyball did disprove my theory that if I got dizzy spells just sitting downthat they would be worse if I was active. I felt fine during the game, but when I went to bed hours and hours later, the yicky feeling came back.


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