Volley-OOP

So I went to volleyball tonight. It went well. I kicked butt. I even served overhand all the time -- every serve -- and about 75% of them, maybe more, went over. Good stuff. Unfortunately, the evening was spoiled by me accidentally throwing the volleyball across the gym between games and hitting Terry in the face and smooshing his glasses. Oops. A game later I smacked a really good spike into the back line -- and Liesl went after it and was off-balance and Terry literally smacked into her trying to get it too and they both fell over, and I was like "Gaaahhhh, it's NOT ON PURPOSE, I SWEAR."

Also, I made a really nice dive for a ball, except I don't have kneepads, so now I've got a really nice scrape and bruise on my left knee. And then after jumping towards the end of the night I felt a twinge in my right foot, like the arch was cramping up. (I have arch problems AND knee problems so this is just like, on top of everything.)

I stopped by Safeway on the way home to do grocery shopping. I got my normal amount of food/drink, plus detergent and fabric softener, which are kind of heavy, but I figured I'd get inside the building and park and just have to make it to the elevator, right? Wrong. The elevator was BROKEN, so I had to climb up six flights of stairs with my heavier-than-usual groceries with my more-tired-than-usual arms and my bruised left leg and pulled right foot. Man. That SUCKED. I decided not to rant to LJ then or I would have been pretty damn bitter.

I logged in to PP to do shop stuff, but someone I hadn't seen in forever asked me to come sail with them, so I did for a bit. Whee.

Hopefully nobody will page me in the next 12 hours before I hand off the pager at work, and I will have gotten through my first week of on-call-ness purely by being lucky enough to not have the damn thing go off. I've been bringing my laptop and SecureID everywhere because I figure if I don't bring them I'll get paged, so if I do, I won't. Sort of like umbrellas.

Also, via Bat-Girl: "Nothing like doing Sudoku puzzles, huh?" said Twins outfielder Lew Ford with a smile. Heh. I ♥ Lew Ford, he's such a dork.

Um, today's Thursday and I have no plan after work. I'm thinking of going to Blue C or trying to see a movie, or both, or maybe I'll just be lazy and stay home alone, but I hope not. If anyone's up for something like that, let me know.

mid-afternoon quickie

- I just handed off the pager. Whew! Now I don't need to carry it again for a month or so. Of course, I just lucked out that I had it for a week and it just never went off, I guess.

- Any time I walk around the Seattle Public Library wearing my IDX work badge and NOT wearing my jacket (ie, if I run across the street quickly to see if they have something), someone assumes I'm a library employee and asks me a question. This always happens; I'm really not kidding.

- Yasu (yes, THAT Yasu) sent out email to a few people to say he'd switched email addresses. It was in English! I replied in Japanese, which required more brainpower than I'd like to admit. Maybe I should have just replied in English. Heh.

- I should probably mention that I'm attempting to put together a list of the Nerdiest Baseball Players, and figure there may be a few of you with good input for me. Yes, Bayani, I already got Schilling and the MLB Everquest clan.