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Yesterday after school I went to play volleyball with the Tokyo Gaijins group down in Tamachi. It was a LONG time since I last went there -- and 3 months since I last really PLAYED volleyball as far as I remember, I'm not counting running drills with a bunch of 13-year-olds at my JHS.

The good: only 16 people at the most crowded, and only 6 guys. There's only one net at the TG setup, so it sucks when there are more than 18 because you REALLY get rotated off for long periods of time.

The bad: I sucked. I was SO out of practice and I could feel it. Total lead feet, bad form, no reflexes, etc.

But in general the people there were really nice, and almost all people I had met before, so that was comfortable at least. It was just frustrating to suck. I might try to go this Saturday again if my other sports schedule allows... they are also having a Tokyo Gaijins party this Saturday at the same time, but I am not that interested in it because I don't really drink. Funny part: the TG party is free admission for foreigners but 2000 yen for Japanese people. The reason? Apparently, they're getting a reputation for being a place for Japanese chicks to pick up foreign guys or make foreign friends and the ratio of Japanese to foreigners at the parties has been a little bit out of whack recently, so he wants to get more foreigners to come. I don't know since I never go, but anyway, we'll see what happens.

I ate at McDonald's when I got back to Akabane. The current quarter-pounder-bacon-bbq is actually remarkably good all things considered. There was a dude giving an English lesson there too, which was really weird.

Today we had our chorus competition here at school. It was really amazing. I need to write a school entry as usual, but have no time...

Seriously, I don't know how long I'll sustain this but the last two days have actually been action-packed rather than the boringness I was expecting them to be. I just staggered into my house semi-drunk at 2am, which should give you an idea of exactly how not-expected this is.

Yesterday started fairly early, and I was in Jiyuugaoka by 10:30am for an interview at an international school. I followed that up by finding a totally random restaurant in Shibuya and getting fairly decent omurice, while still wearing my suit and all. Continued the suit trend back to Akabane, going to the au shop and getting my cellphone plan changed back to teigaku data (though not until next month). And while STILL wearing my suit I went into Viva Home, failed to find a heater there, went into Ito Yokado and got a mini fan heater there, also finally a Yokado point card.

I also did something totally Japanese and BOUGHT SLIPPPERS FOR THE EXPRESS PURPOSE OF WALKING DOWNSTAIRS IN THE MORNING. No, really. I don't generally wear slippers in the house, just socks, but every morning it's been killing me to walk barefoot on the floor to go down to shower, so now I have slippers. Fear me.

I spent the afternoon chilling out here, but that turned into playing some PP and catching up with some people on email/IM (which I am still totally behind on). Made plans for a day or two of my Seattle trip later this month which also made me very happy.

Ran off to the train station around 6:30 so I could get to Nishi-Waseda a bit after 7ish to go play volleyball! Intervoll happened to have a Feb 6th session and the next one isn't until April, so good thing I could go. I didn't recognize that many people when I first showed up, jumped in on a warmup with some people after getting over my initial crowd-shock, and then there was team randomization.

My first team was pretty awesome in terms of me having a lot of fun. There were two Russians (a guy and a girl), one guy from somewhere else in Europe, another American girl, and a Brazilian dude. Everyone spoke English except the Russian girl, and the Brazilian guy was not old, not condescending, was left-handed and a FANTASTIC volleyball player. Seriously, this team lacked all of the issues I generally run into at Intervoll. We didn't win most of our games but I honestly didn't give a shit. Go figure that the first time I enjoy a team, it has no Japanese people on it? My second team was ALL Japanese except me, but that only went for literally like one game before the session was over. I saw several people there that I recognized from some past volleyball games but was too shy to really say anything to them. Did run into my friend (?) Mayumi who was like "long time no see!" and I told her I was in America for the winter and she told me she went to Mexico for 3 weeks. Dang.

I transferred trains in Ikebukuro and opted to get out and go to my favorite kaitensushi place in west Ikebukuro, and you know what? I hadn't eaten dinner and I hadn't been to this place in forever and I swear I GORGED on sushi. Had 9 plates. It was all freaking fantastic and of course I paid like $12 for it :) Also stopped into the arcade for one game of Pop'n! Long time on that too.

Boy, did I ache when I got home though... I really played my guts out at volleyball.

Saturday I woke up in a WORLD of pain and ache, which got a little better after a shower... one good thing about the sit-down shower is that the room kinda turns into a sauna. But man, what I wouldn't give for a backrub today.

I ended up going over to GEOS around 3pm -- I was on the way to the post office and it made sense to stop by. I got to meet the new manager and got to see a few of my old students, and I also saw Bernard, my replacement... turns out today was his last day in Akabane! No joke! The school is closing at the end of April so they're replacing Bernard with a substitute teacher who will effectively be transitioning students away. Holy crap. I looked at his schedule and a lot of my old students are gone, which made me feel really sad. And my old classroom actually was TOTALLY empty and apparently was being used as a training room for a while. Also, the new manager is really nice. She invited me to come to Bernard's going-away party tonight.

One of my old students gave me the flu, I swear. Silly 16-year-old is all like "I JUST GOT OVER THE FLU! I'M TRANSFERRABLE!" and I'm like "if you are contagious please do NOT breathe on me like that STOP IT"

So I finally got out of there, went to the post office and all, and it was like 4:30 by then so rather than getting a big lunch I just got joutendon at Tenya. Did some grocery shopping at Ito Yokado on the way home, finally... I bought fruit! I hope it's okay.

Finally convinced myself to do some significant amount of unpacking and cleaning here in my house. I'm still not done, but I was being really lazy about it these last few days.

And then I went back to GEOS to meet up for the party...

It was at an... Asian fusion place, for lack of a better description, a hole-in-the-wall place in the basement off of Lala Garden. There were actual foreign waitstaff and the cuisine was anything from Thai to Indian to whatever. We had an appetizer platter full of bizarre spicy stuff, and a spicy noodle salad, and spring rolls, and chinese spinach with spicy sauce, and pad thai, and cashew chicken, and I forget what else. We were doing 4000 yen (around $40) for all-you-can-eat-and-drink... I had two beers and two cassis orange drinks and by the end of it was pretty tipsy. We had 6 people total, a small party... Bernard, my other former coworker Kazumi, one of Kazumi's students whose name I forgot already, my former (B's current) student Tatsuya, and were joined by the manager after a bit. It was actually a good size to have everyone talk and since Kazumi's student is Sprint 3 it gave me justification to talk in Japanese a lot. Woo.

After dinner Tatsuya wanted to do karaoke, and Bernard was up for it, so we convinced Manager-san to come along and went to Big Echo and did karaoke! That was pretty fun. I actually ended up singing a lot in English due to the way the group was going... the manager was really impressed that I was doing Japanese songs though. She actually picked 羞恥心 and I sang it with her, which was just nuts. Bernard picked Kiseki (yay for another English teacher who actually is willing to pick Japanese songs) and then that spurred me to put in a bunch of baseball songs. We wanted to end with something nuts like One Week or End of the World As We Know It, but they didn't HAVE those, so our final song of the night, totally drunk at 2am, was Bohemian Rhapsody. Yeeeeah.

So, yeah. We sent the Saitama folk off in cabs and then Tatsuya and I walked home... well, I walked home, he chickened out and also took a cab from the west side of the station. He said we're gonna go to a baseball game together this year. Would be fantastic if that actually happened. (He also tried to invite everyone over to my house to hang out, but I'm like "it's too cold, dude")

Good times.

Manager-san actually told me to please come visit her again sometime, so even though it's really weird to go back to GEOS, kind of, I might try to drop by a few more times before it totally closes down. We'll see.

This morning I watched the World Series on BS1. Due to a rain delay, it aired here from around 11am to 3pm, and I saw most of it while I was doing laundry. Also, it is apparently too cold for me to hang laundry out to dry, because it STILL isn't dry. Sigh. I'm gonna have to figure out some way to hang things up indoors I think.

Around 4pm I went shopping in Akabane. Or more like I stopped in at Nakau for late lunch, had a big katsudon bowl, then went to the Can-Do 100-yen shop, which didn't really have much more than Daiso in the grand scheme of stuff for my apartment. On the other hand, the department store that the 100-yen shop is in had pots and pans and kettles, so I bought a pot and a kettle, neither of which was black. I should maybe actually cook food now that I have an actual kitchen to cook things in.

I came home and then pretty much went right back out to play volleyball down near Waseda. I can't remember the last time I went -- maybe it was in May? Either way, since then, they actually opened a new subway station, Nishi-Waseda, which is like, RIGHT by one of the gyms this group uses for volleyball. Except I didn't know that until AFTER I'd ridden to Takadanobaba and walked 15 minutes through the Waseda campus and Toyama Park.

As for volleyball... first, when I showed up, there were like 15 guys there and 2 women, including me. I asked the organizer, "Is this a special no-girls day?" and he was like "huh?" and then like "oh wow, that's weird." In the end there were SIX women and 21 guys. Something like that. We had 5 teams, most had one female and one had two. And most teams had 5 people instead of 6, also... I don't know why we didn't just do 4 teams with some having 7.

The first team I was on was okay except for this one older Japanese-Brazilian guy who I was ready to KILL by the end of the first game. He was really condescending towards me -- and I guess he was just trying to be "friendly" or something, but he kept acting like he thought I was atelling me where to play, telling me to rotate, and basically wouldn't shut the fuck up to me, was asking about my name, what country I'm from, etc, etc. After the first game I basically refused to be next to him in the rotation. And in general that team was kind of frustrating and I really didn't feel like a part of it at all, I had this total feeling of "if I wasn't both white and female, I'm sure people would NOT be treating me like this". Because quite frankly I was ten times better at volleyball than the Japanese girl on our team but nobody harrassed her and told her where to play and asked her questions about her name and so on. And this one dude who I've seen there every time I've gone, and he KNOWS I understand Japanese, made a comment about me right in front of my face in Japanese -- another guy asked "should we switch up the rotation?" after a few games and the first dude said, "nah, I think it's good, I don't have any problems with it, maybe you should ask THAT GIRL, she seems to be picky". So I kind of made a total straight face, bowed, and said, "ご迷惑をかけて申し訳ございません", which is essentially a super-polite "my deepest apologies for causing you such difficulties, sir". Perhaps that wasn't the best idea. The Canadian dude on our team started cracking up though.

Second team was better, it was me and four guys, except that oddly, two of the guys were speaking CHINESE between themselves. (You hear a lot of Japanese there, you hear some English, and occasionally, you hear Portuguese, but I'd never heard Chinese before.) Another was another non-Caucasian nationality I couldn't place, and another was Japanese. I played hard and was warmed up by then and things went a lot better, except when I accidentally dived to get a ball and hurt my right hand something awful.

Anyway, after playing, I kinda said goodbye and just left -- with no shower I wasn't about to stick around to talk to people plus I wasn't sure anyone wanted to talk to me particularly anyway. I took the aforementioned Fukutoshin line from Nishi-Waseda station to Ikebukuro. It IS nice to get on a train right from vball instead of walking 15 minutes back to the station first, BUT the problem is it's about 10 minutes to walk between the subway and JR once you get to Ikebukuro.

However, the Fukutoshin station is under WEST Ikebukuro, so instead, I got out of the station and just went to get sushi instead, since both of my favorite kaiten places in Tokyo are in West Ikebukuro. That worked out well :)

Came home and was in a WORLD of pain though. I'd give anything for a foot rub right now.

Today I went down to Jingu for the afternoon for some college baseball. I watched the tail end of the Keio-Hosei game (Keio, predictably, won 4-0) and the entirety of the Meiji-Waseda game. Waseda won 3-0, and I undoubtedly saw a bunch of guys play who will get drafted and go pro next year (I would be surprised if none of the four of senior Waseda players Uemoto, Matsumoto, Suda, and Hosoyamada, end up drafted). Oddly, the player that intrigued me the most was a pitcher named Oishi, who we saw play in Soukeisen last year ("oishikunai!!") He's a sophomore and he throws 95mph. Even Yuu-chan, the most famous college baseball player in the country, doesn't throw that fast (he hits around 92).

What's silly is, this means there's another game tomorrow, at 1pm. And it's probably Yuu-chan vs. Iwata (despite Yuki pitching yesterday and today), which is exciting. But I can't decide whether to go. I want to go, and to take pictures, but... I think it might rain. AND I think a better use of the day would be to clean my apartment and go shopping and stuff. (sigh... would be a good day to air out my futon if it doesn't RAIN...) Plus I have my Fighters arts'n'crafts project to start, too. So I think I'm gonna skip out on going back to Jingu.

Oh, so after the game I headed to Takadanobaba, oddly, to the Waseda campus area, for volleyball. I ended up getting dinner at Wendy's because hey, that's something new and different for me. Hung around the restaurant for an hour or so, then went hunting for the Shinjuku Sports Center so I could go play volleyball with Intervoll (the group I went to play with back in late March). The start time was 7:30 but I wasn't sure if that meant start then, or start the 30 mins warmup time then. Turns out it was the latter. Oops. So I was like 25 minutes early.

There were only enough people for 4 teams this time, but that's ok. Also we ended up playing 6 games -- first team division played all 3 other teams, then we redivided to new teams and played against all others again. The first team I was on was probably the best one there and we won all of our games easily. The second team was not so much. I was having a LOT of trouble serving, but I wasn't having trouble with anything else so I guess it's ok. But not being able to serve was very frustrating and makes me want to lift weights again.

I ended up chatting with a few people, mostly at the beginning. One dude was a computer engineer from Nepal, for example. And this time there was actually another full gaijin female there (most of the women are Japanese or half-Japanese), but I didn't talk to her, we weren't on the same team. Oh, and that guy who I remembered so well from the other time, because he was so amazing at volleyball and so quiet? He turns out to be one of the leaders of the organization, and was in charge of splitting up teams and setting up and taking down stuff today. (Also, he has the same name as a (lesser-known) Fighters pitcher. No joke!) He was on the first team I played with, and we were next to each other in the rotation, so it was great fun setting him and getting sets from him. But the downside was how embarrassing it was that I could NOT serve :( And my complete inability to actually TALK to him and others that seemed interesting. And of course having to face him in the second set of teams. He has this floater serve to die for...

Afterwards, I changed clothes quickly and walked back to the station with one of the other women from volleyball, who knew a shortcut (but was going the opposite way as me once we got to the trains). Also, because I had not showered -- I didn't feel like dragging towels and stuff with me all day -- my goal was to get home and shower ASAP, rather than try to talk to people. Apparently most of the people there just go home to bathe afterwards, because we end WAY too close to the building closing time to shower, I swear. But it also seemed like some people were hanging out afterwards. So, maybe next time I'll bring stuff. Though at this rate, "next time" will be June 15.

Okay, so anyway, I went to Max Valu around midnight and bought some cleaning supplies so I can make this place less messy. I also spent 1080 yen on a bottle of Downy fabric softener. I feel pathetic, but I think it will make me happy for my clothes to smell like Downy again, seriously.

I have officially declared that this is the Weekend That Will Not Suck.

Today I started off by signing in at work and then spending my "lunch hour" over at the Sports Authority, where I found a pair of sneakers that suffice as "indoor gym shoes" so I can play volleyball, for about $40. All things considered that's pretty cheap. They're white Asics sneakers with white soles, size 26.0, and they had removable insoles so I could stick my Superfeet in them. The lady at SA was really amused, I asked her for help measuring my feet and she's like "hmm... you are 25.5 or 26.0..." I said, "That's men's sizes, right?" and she said "Yeah... women's only go up to 24.5 or 25.0... well, we have some cute men's sneakers too!" I explained the situation and she helped me try on a bunch of sneakers until I found the ones I wanted.

My student who works at the Science Museum in Ueno came to class today for the first time in a while and she gave me free tickets to see the Darwin exhibit and the Japanese Women Scientists exhibit! Only catch is that I have to use them by 4/30. Anyone want to go with me?

I didn't have a 6pm or 7pm class today -- a rarity to enjoy -- so I went down to Takadanobaba station and wandered through the area around Waseda University campus to the Shinjuku Cosmic Sports Center to go play volleyball with a group called Intervoll at 7pm. It is a pretty international group... kind of. Everyone there seemed to speak English and Japanese at the least, although, now that I think about it, despite it being pretty much completely balanced male/female, I think I might have been the only not-Asian-at-all female there, though there were plenty of non-Asian guys. After warming up for about half an hour, they split us up into 7 teams, by basically just making a line of guys and a line of girls and counting off 1-2-3-4-5-6-7 among people. My team had two Japanese-Brazilian guys, an American guy, a Japanese girl, and a Japanese-Brazilian girl. (Seriously, so half the time they were talking among each other in PORTUGUESE.) Our team was apparently one of the better ones -- we played round robin against every other team, 20 points to win a game, rally scoring, and we won 4 times and lost twice, IIRC, but I wasn't really keeping track.

I guess not playing volleyball for 8 months or so, I haven't really lost any of my reflexes -- and I can still totally do some of my crazy tricks like the bump back set -- what I lost was my ability to hit hard. I actually CAN still overhand serve over the net and that was very satisfying, but something about my timing is totally off for hitting. I mean I hit the ball and it goes over all the time but I only got a few really satisfying spikes in. The other annoying thing was that the two Brazilian guys on the team were major court hogs and so I kind of had to be pushy to get them to stop stealing the ball and covering for me when they really didn't have to, etc. Fortunately, the Japanese girl on our team spoke fluent English and was really funny and during our bye round she taught me all the things to yell -- "KABA", cover, instead of "help", just yelling "hai hai" or "oi oi!" instead of "I got it", yelling "onegai!" instead of "set me!", etc. "Outo" is still out... although when asking if the ball was in or out, it's like "haitta? haittenai?" We use "ushiro" and "mae" for back and front rows, too.

There was this one Japanese guy there (not on my team) who was like the most amazing player ever and he was totally quiet and shy too which was just plain weird. He had a floater serve to die for. I wanted to tell him how awesome he was but oddly, despite this being a fairly friendly game environment, people didn't seem to compliment the other team on great plays/serves/etc. There were no high-fives after games either. I'll probably go back sometime, though possibly not until May 18th since I can't play on a Friday and the game after that is when I'm in Hokkaido. Oh, also, we had to pay 1500 yen ($15) as a court fee, though for 3 hours of volleyball I guess that's not bad.

The games ended at 9:50pm with the announcement over the speaker of basically "you are all getting kicked out of the building at 10pm". None of the women in the locker room were taking showers, they were just getting changed and getting out, so I figured what the hell, I'd just do that too. I walked back to the station -- about 1.5 kilometers -- got on a train, and realized that FUCK I WAS REALLY HUNGRY AND HADN'T EATEN SINCE NOON OR SO but oh well, shouganai, I came home and ate curry rice around 11pm and watched TV.

Speaking of which, apparently the Chunichi Dragons banned a few ouendan groups and as a response, all the other ouendan groups are refusing to lead cheers. Which sucks. I hope they get this shit straightened out by the time I can go to a Dragons game. On the other hand Morino hit a home run!!!!!! so yay for Dragonbutt!

Anyway, it was good to play volleyball although my arms are already KILLING ME and I don't entirely look forward to waking up in the morning with the inevitable aches and pains.

Wait, yes I do -- tomorrow is SHUNSUKE DAY!!!! and I am going down to Chiba Marine Stadium to celebrate it with some people. Hopefully that will be Part 2 of the Weekend that Will Not Suck. (Though instead I may just make a complete ass of myself. We'll see.)

Also oh my GOD I just saw a TV commercial preview for Sushi Oji the movie, which takes place in NYC, and it had Domoto Koichi saying "I will CRUSH YOU!!!" in English which is just too fucking funny.

Oh yeah, tonight was a lot of fun. My overhand serve was ON, surprisingly enough, but I was serving with a fist instead of an open hand. Still, it was sort of fun, because basically nobody plays me for being able to serve, so when I actually have a whole evening of serving well, it throws them all through a loop.

Though for a while I basically couldn't HIT to save my life -- I kept hitting the ball out to the left side for some reason. Some twisty-wrist thing. Not sure I know what was wrong. Though at one point I had this awesomely funny hit where I literally hit it about a foot past the back line in the middle. Which would have sucked, if Asian Nick hadn't been standing RIGHT THERE and couldn't duck out of the way in time, so it hit him in the head. Hilarity ensued.

Also, we had a max of like 14 people there, which was also good, less overcrowding. And

dgr and

georgejas were there, so yay! I always seem to have more fun when they are at volleyball.

The only bad part is that I dived for a ball in my first ten minutes there and bruised/skinned my left knee, but I didn't want to sit out and get ice or anything since I'd just arrived, so I just played through the pain, and now I have this bump and an ugly purple scar there.

You know I'm a baseball person, not a football person.

But I was saying to Oren a few weeks ago how funny it'd be if there were a Steelers-Seahawks super bowl this year, because there'd be a couple hours where I'd basically know exactly how far from a television most of my friends were. (For the one or two people who may have forgotten, I lived in Pittsburgh for 8 years before moving to Seattle 3.5 years ago.)

And well, ha, now there's a Steelers-Seahawks Super Bowl! I've never actually watched the super bowl, seriously, but I think this year I just might have to. I wonder if anyone I know is actually having a party?

It was kind of funny since I went to the gym this afternoon for a few hours. I wore a Pittsburgh Pirates shirt since the Steelers were winning when I left my apartment, and they won by the time I got there, and then during volleyball people kept looking at the Seahawks score, and I was just like "It's all good! They're going to win today! Then the Stillers will beat them in the super bowl!"

Oh, I also got to go see Megan and Josh's new puppy. He's the cutest thing ever.

Anyway, much like I'm not sure who I'd root for in a Pirates-Mariners World Series, I don't know who I'd root for in a Stillers-Seahawks super bowl, but I am happy for a lot of people.

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.

My entire day has been processing two problems I'm trying to solve in my head.

One is debugging a script at work. I think I have finally at least isolated what the hell is going wrong, but solving it will require redoing my algorithm.

The other is my favorite new logic puzzle!!!!@!!1!!11one. Take a random baseball boxscore from the first half of the twentieth century on the New York Times archives, before the time period where Retrosheet has the play-by-plays available, preferably of a long complicated game where they actually used *gasp* two pitchers on a side. Using the box score summaries and the text in the article, figure out the earned and unearned runs to assign to each pitcher.

Holy fuck this is both really complex and difficult and TOTALLY entertaining in a "Whee! Logic Puzzle!" sort of way.

For example, the one that I've been hacking at is this one (PDF file, copied from the NYT archive). I'm trying to figure out when Mulcahy got taken out in the second inning and how many earned runs were charged to him. This is not as easy as it sounds. But I figured out a lot of great things so far. For example, from the article I know that Whitehead batted in 5 runs with a triple in the 4th and a double in the 6th. Young batted in 2 runs in the first with a two-run homer. Every other run in the game was batted in during that epic 2nd inning. The two-run homer had Moore on base when he hit it, because Moore only had two hits in the game and one had to be in the second inning since he batted in two runs, thus his first one was in the first inning. Whitehead was up to bat 6 times, and got hits in the second, fourth, and sixth innings. He scored a run in the second. He was the last batter of the game and got out somehow (we know this because there were 17 hits, 1 error, 4 walks, and 24 outs for the Giants, which totals to 46 plate appearances, or 5 times around the order plus one. Also there were only four walks and Rucker batting second comes up short of an AB, but so do Ott, Cuccinello and Witek, and Rucker couldn't have walked to end the game anyway. I know that every player but Danning scored a run in the second inning; also Danning hit his double and RBI in the second inning because it was his only hit in the game. I know that Witek scored a run in the second inning and was batted in by Melton, because Whitehead and Rucker couldn't have batted him in that inning and there's no way Moore could have batted him in, since Whitehead and Rucker had to score runs that inning as well.

Anyway, you get the idea. The best part about this as a logic puzzle is that wheeeee, I can get an unlimited number of box scores for freeeeee and disseminate them this way. I'm almost thinking it'd be fun to make up some baseball logic puzzles this way, even. Man, I'm a dork.

Umm, anyway, the other thing I did this evening was go to volleyball. We had a bazillion people there so we ended up splitting into 3 teams of 5 and playing shorter games. I sort of hate this because of the downtime -- I wanted to stay warmed up so I ran on a treadmill for a bit and lifted weights and basically just jumped around a lot to not become dead weight. The games went reasonably well though. Little John was getting all this advice from a random dude who wandered in and I thought it was just some gym guy being a know-it-all (since John is a freaking AWESOME volleyball player, but he's the same height I am -- even his teenage son is like half a foot taller than him), but it turned out to be his volleyball coach from some league he plays in, so then I felt sort of bad for giggling about it. On the other hand, like I said, pretty much every single person in our volleyball circle was there, plus a new woman who was really really good too -- hell of an arm. Eddie is back in school and has time to play again, and even Laura came back, she'd been gone a few weeks, and Jen apparently feels her knees are strong enough to play, finally. So, yeah. Fun stuff. We pretty much played until the gym was kicking us out.

Pop'n 10 and 11 arrived today, as did IIDX 8-10. I'll note that the IIDX is still in the wrap, but holy hell I just played Pop'n'Music for the last 3 hours, pretty much from the minute I got home from volleyball. There's SO MUCH SANA! I mean, there's some Sana I don't have on CDs, like Space Dog and Half Moon Beach and Everyday Lovelyday, but then there's even stuff I have on CDs and didn't know had actually been put in the game. Like "Custom Made Girl", and her rendition of Moonlight Densetsu... and of course her singing Kanashimi yo Konnichiwa, the theme from Maison Ikkoku. So damn cool. Add to that the usual sleeper Sana songs like kuchiurusaimama (under motor 5, as "puchi-Sana") and all, and it was a sanatical evening for me.

Oh, and I nearly cried getting to play Murmur Twins on PNM 11. It brought back a rush of a feeling of being in Ikebukuro. Wacky.

I cheated and grabbed the unlock codes off gameFAQs so I could play songs like Chikara and Akumajo Dracula Medley (heh heh, that still reminds me of Keevon) and all. I was really sort of hoping they'd have put in some hypers for some really really old stuff, like PNM3 old, but oh well.

Anyway, woo, Pop'n. Good thing I have tomorrow evening slated for just doing laundry and cleaning up here and stuff (er,

zqfmbg, can you let me know what you're up to on Friday?), since I can just sit around and play Bemani games for hours and hours and be "productive" since I'll be laundering as well.

Oh, tonight I also went to volleyball. I've had this ongoing joke about how I want to "blow my left arm out" and need to come up with more abusive things to do to it, like softball and bowling and some other sports (ha, and at this rate Pop'n'Music as well), but I actually think I may have blown my arm out just on volleyball, so maybe I should stop kidding about it. It is really satisfying to feel like I've improved so much as a player in just four months, though -- I really feel almost like I'm at my game from college again.

I guess today was also the momentous day that IDX officially became the "GE Healthcare IT subdivision" -- I forget the exact phrase, Jack told me it at work but it went in one ear and out the other. So, yeah, I work for General Electric now. Exciting, I know.

Bloody hell, can't sleep.

Not much to report anyway. Last night was volleyball. There were three people I'd never seen before there, though I got the impression two were oldtime vball players from the gym that were visiting for the holidays. The third was a guy who had less arm strength than ME, and I'm really not making that up. I had a pretty damn good evening playing, though.

My alarm didn't go off this morning, so I was severely late to work. I stayed until fairly late, then went to Blue C for dinner with

tangerinpenguin who I hadn't seen in a while. After dinner I came home, found out that all the stores I had thought of going to were closed by then, so I ended up trekking down to

oren's place and hung out with him and

zml for an hour or two. I was looking at more maps of Japanese baseball stadiums, and the guys were watching car racing on TV and stuff.

I wanted to be done with my traveling-sportswriter script by the time

dvarin got to town, but oh well. I *do* have all of the 2006 NPB season schedule slurped from their website and a Perl script done that can format it in any way I desire, so maybe I'll put the translated schedules online sometime -- but still, I want to figure out my optimal travel path. Oh well. Writing graph algorithms in Perl is sort of fun. I'm doing it with a double hash table.

Tomorrow afternoon I get to pick up Carl from the airport though, and he'll be here for the whole newyeary weekend, and how can I possibly be stressed or sad when I'll have my best friend around for a day or two? Yay.

Almost done my Key West entry. Only two weeks later! Woo. I just need to lj-cut it a little and stuff, maybe I can do that during lunch tomorrow.

Yesterday, I played volleyball. I played volleyball really well, as a matter of fact. Well, eh, I couldn't set worth a damn for whatever reason, but my sidearm serves were dead on, and my spiking was beyond fabulous -- every time I jumped up and smacked the ball it went where I wanted it to. Craziness.

Today, I went for Indian food for dinner with Oren, Drew, and Jason. Drew and Jason had holiday gifts for me and I feel inordinately bad since I don't know what to get them. Drew got me a book about Lou Gehrig that I wanted, and Jason got me... um... Jason got me a black hoodie sweatshirt with a Hello-Kitty-and-crossbones on it. I am not making this up, and because I know the first thing you will all say is "JPG!", I have conveniently taken a lousy picture of me with the shirt, and the Chanukah bear that my mom got me, too, for good measure.

The craziness is, the sweatshirt is a size Medium but it actually fits me. Hmm.

Now I am sitting around listening to an old Glay concert videotape and baking cupcakes for D&D and stuff. I wish I knew what I was doing this Sunday. I went from not having any plans to having three separate things I should be doing, and knowing my luck, I will end up doing none. Saturday is Katy's party and a Baseball Prospectus event, and I-Gene showing up in town and crashing on my couch. Excitement.

Holy carp, I've never so much in my life wanted a backrub as I do at this moment. I played volleyball for a couple of hours tonight after three weeks of not going to the gym at all, and not only that, we had barely any people show up -- 7 total at our max, 5 or 6 for most of the time, so we were playing a lot of doubles and triples. I was playing well -- extremely well, actually, if I do say so myself -- but I think I may have thrown my back out -- a few hours later now my arms ache to hell and back, and it's actually uncomfortable to lie down flat. I was originally planning to go back to the gym tomorrow night to lift weights and run, but I think that'll be contingent on how crappy I feel when I get home from work.

I've been sorting and scaling my Key West pictures for the last hour or two, and I'm finally done. Yay. Now I just need to label and thumbnail them... I've been trying to write my LJ entry about the trip, but there's a lot of things I don't want to say in a public entry, or even an entire friends-list locked entry, so it's tough. I wish there were tags so you could tag parts of your entries as private/etc.

In the meantime I'm listening to Messiah and singing along (does that count as reviewing my music? heh), and thus I am inclined to remind you all yet again to COME TO MY CONCERTS THIS WEEKEND, because you all love Handel's Messiah too. Right?

I'm singing in the tenor section of the chorus, and I stand in the front row right behind the soloists, so you can totally spot me this time.

http://nwchorale.org/

Friday December 9th, 7:30 PM
Location: Prince of Peace Lutheran Church -- 14514 20th NE, Shoreline

Saturday December 10th, 7:30 PM
Location: Woodinville Community Church -- 17110 140th Ave NE, Woodinville

Admission is free, but we do pass around a hat before the intermission for a free-will donation to Northwest Harvest, one of the local food banks. The choir is a non-profit organization, we pretty much just sing for the fun of singing and to raise money for charity, basically. But, seriously, since it costs like $50 to see the Seattle Symphony do Messiah, you're still getting a pretty good deal even if you only donate $5 or $10.

As I said before, I think the Saturday place has better acoustics than the Friday one -- also, my guess is Friday's performance may be a little wacky. But come anyway!

After Saturday I will suddenly have a lot more free time. Whee.

Today was Sunday. I had thought of going to IKEA to get a new wardrobe/dresser, but then the carp bake-off happened on PP (sigh, I really screwed up the second 3 leagues and only got 27 points, the winners were all in the 28-29 range), and my laptop had blue-screened anyway so I was trying to figure out how to fix it. By the time I managed to finish the carp bakeoff and play with the laptop in safe mode a bit and all, it was almost time to go to volleyball, so I gave up and just worked on cleaning the apartment for a little while.

Went to volleyball. There were only 10 people there at the most, so we had a lot of teams of 4 and 5. It was good. Buckley managed to hit the ball into the clock on the wall and knock it down and shatter it. I quipped, "Well, that's ONE way to deal with Daylight Savings Time!" Also, the bossy guy I've mentioned, I played on his team all day, and he "advised" a lot of other people but didn't say a word to me, although we did exchange a bunch of "nice set" and "nice hit" comments and the like. Maybe he's still scared of me.

Oren and I went to get dinner at Taste of India and I burned my tongue on the chai. Argh. Then he came over and took a look at my unhappy laptop and he seems to think the problem is the connection to the hard drive (my laptop was blue screening with kernel panics), since it wouldn't boot when it was on the chair but when Oren picked it up it suddenly worked, and when I placed it on a level surface, it never stopped working. Who knows? I copied off as many of my files as I think were relevant, and I'm going to call HP tomorrow and see if they feel like fixing the thing. I wonder if I should continue to be lazy in replacing my desktop or not. I mean, it's only 4-5 years old, but I think PP really took a toll on it, as did moving it a few times, and the two hard drive failures. I want to get a new monitor sometime anyway. We'll see.

I'm a big dork and just wrote a parody of 2001: A Space Odyssey about Paul DePodesta getting fired. I couldn't help it. I was trying to figure out how else to capture the "Computer geek gets canned as Dodgers GM" angle.

Okay, okay, so I did stay up all night and listen to Game 4 of the Japan Series. See, on a whim I figured I'd check and see if Michael Westbay was broadcasting the game -- I'd listened to a few of his broadcasts earlier in the year. He runs japanesebaseball.com, and this year for fun decided to do "english broadcasts" of Japanese baseball games, basically him sitting there watching the game on TV and relaying what was going on. As the year went on it started sounding more and more like a "real" radio broadcast, which was sort of spiffy.

Anyway, not only was he broadcasting, but the people who usually help him out in the chat room with stats and transcribing the plays weren't around. So I said I'd help out for as long as I was awake. At first I was just saying things in jest, like "Gosh, now might not be the best time to point out that the 3-4-5 of Sheets-Kanemoto-Imaoka is hitting 4-for-34 so far in this series, would it? :)" but then he'd actually mention it on air, like "Deanna informs us that the 3-4-5 hitters are..." so after a while I started really getting into it, like when he was like "Wait, where did we get Hiyama from?" I looked up the boxscore to explain that blah blah when Fukuhara came in to pitch, they did a double switch putting him in batting 6th and putting Hamanaka in RF batting ninth, and then Williams replaced him, and thus Hiyama was pinch-hitting. Etc. I mean, it doesn't sound like a big deal, but if you weren't used to reading Japanese box scores, would you be able to figure it out from something like this or this?

I digress. The upshot is, I was having such fun being a stathead and chatting with Westbay, a few others, and one poor disenchanted Tigers fan who had tickets to Game 5 at Koshien and was getting worried he wouldn't get to go (eventually he just headed out to an izakaya to get plastered), and god forbid, the Marines were actually WINNING the game (Seung-Yeop Lee hit a 2-run homer in the 2nd inning and drove in another run in the 4th, and the Tigers never managed to get more than 2 runs). So I ended up sticking around for the whole bloody game. It actually became a nailbiter when Imaoka and Hiyama hit those two RBI singles in the 6th -- and Okada FINALLY FUCKING BROUGHT OUT JFK (er, "JFK" is the bullpen setup-closer tandem of J eff (williams), F ujikawa, and K ubota, and they had been in the first three games for all of one inning when Fujikawa came out) -- but the Tigers didn't manage any more runs off the Marines' bullpen, nor did the Marines manage any off the Tigers' vaunted tandem. Masa Kobayashi almost imploded in the ninth like he did in PL Playoff 2-stage game 3... walked Kataoka, and Kuji pinch-ran, and Yano tried to sac bunt him ahead, but Imae saved it with a sliding catch to get Yano's bunt and doubled off Kuji at first. Kobayashi struck out Fujimoto after that and the Marines were Japan Series champions. Westbay-san put his microphone up to the TV after that so we could hear all the MVP speeches and whatnot. I'd said that Imae was going to be MVP, and I was right. Woo.

I emailed Jack to explain what happened and went to sleep around 6am.

I got up around 11:30am and went to work. We had a knowledge transfer meeting that I had to be at. I can't escape the tech writing thing altogether, y'know.

After work I came home, played some PP because it was Looterati Squid Squad Night and watched the World Series Game 4 and ate dinner... then went over to the gym to play volleyball.

I decided to stick a tape in the VCR and tape the game before I left, though. I didn't want to miss the White Sox sweeping. (Kind of like how the second thing I said in the chatroom was "I don't want to miss the Marines sweeping!") And a damn good thing I did!

I played volleyball for 2.5 hours. It was good exercise. There's this guy who always is weightlifting on Wednesdays and he always seems to come by and WATCH us play but never plays. Well, tonight I found out why -- it's actually because he's really GOOD at volleyball and doesn't want to overpower anyone. He was pretty nice though. I played pretty well when I was next to him in the rotation because I didn't want to look bad. And I played pretty poorly when I got stuck next to the bossy guy because I was nervous. So go figure. We had 15 people so we split up into three groups of 5 and played rally scoring to 15 points, but eventually people decided they didn't like sitting out a whole game, and a few people left, too.

Then I came home and watched the last hour of the game. Wooo, go White Sox. I'm disappointed that the postgame show was so boring though, at least compared to last year's. I guess the Red Sox were just a bunch of weirdoes... I still remember Pedro running by and stealing the World Series trophy, and Manny Ramirez ignoring the interviewers and flashing his fingers at everyone who'd walk by, and someone coming up and dumping a beer on Theo's head while he was talking to the camera. This time... eh. And Jermaine Dye as MVP? I was really hoping for Shoeless Joe from Jefferson City, MO. At least the Fox people played themes from the musical Chicago in the background of stuff.

Anyway, uh, yay. I'm doing some laundry right now because I am out of socks, and then I will sleep and all.

By the way, I've decided I'm going to take some Japanese classes at a community college in the spring, to unrust myself (I swear, I'm great at reading baseball box scores and articles, but that's IT these days) on conversation. And then I *AM* going back to Japan sometime during baseball season. It's really important to me, and if I'm going to take this "I can do anything if I put my mind to it" attitude from now on, I might as well start there. I also have another fun idea or two for things to do in the offseason, but they'd probly be better tailored to another post some other time. Yeehaw.

So, yeah, my posts should be getting back to boring and short again soon.

I was braindead all day today. It was very frustrating.

They are always playing "Total Eclipse of the Heart" whenever I'm grocery shopping at Safeway. What gives?

I need some new icons.

I played volleyball tonight. I had fun, but I didn't feel focused enough. They're starting a separate women's volleyball night, apparently. I may go to it sometime when I want to feel tall.

Wow, holy shit, LJ tells me that yesterday-Today was the birthday of

tobinrss (which I knew, but forgot),

the2belo (which I somehow didn't notice his post of "I got this awesome birthday present" because I'm braindead), and

attesmythe, who is Notorious. Today-Today is

nykkel's birthday -- happy birthday, old man! and tomorrow-Today is

zqfmbg, who I haven't seen in a year, and

ubiquity, who I haven't seen in even longer. Sheesh. I suck.

Public Service Announcement: Phabulous Phinney Pig Out October 6th

Several Phinney Ridge restaurants will be donating part of their proceeds today to the area soup kitchens.

I won't be able to go, but if anyone's in my neighborhood around mealtimes, stop by one of the participating restaurants -- they're all great, really. Mae's has fabulous breakfasts, Red Mill has the best burgers and milkshakes in Seattle, Pig'n'Whistle is a nice little pub with a menu of nice variety, the 74th St. Ale House has excellent pub food and lousy service. I haven't been to most of the others. Stubborn Goat has a very eclectic but tasty-sounding menu.

My bus never showed up this morning. Like, as in, half an hour of never showing up, so I drove downtown and parked by the Brougham-end of the bus tunnel, stopping by Safeco Field on the way to briefly make a ticket exchange. I'll be going to the Mariners games next week on Tuesday and Friday with my mom and stepfather while they're here and all. Fear.

Work was decent again today. Finished writing and reviewing one of the tools I'm working on this week, and now to test it, and to finish off the other. Whee.

After work, I went out to dinner with

ssaiscps, who was in town for a few days for some Microsoft-like thing. That was pretty wacky, as I don't think I'd actually seen Andrew in like 3-4 years? I forget. He looks exactly the same, though. I don't know why I expect folks to look different -- anyway, speaking of looking the same, so we're walking down 5th avenue towards the international district, and I thought I saw Alex Kalinin walking towards us -- so I kind of look up and smile to say hi -- except it WASN'T Alex, but it WAS someone I knew from CMU! I don't know if anyone else except maybe

jacquez would have known Ryan Donovan... he was another tech writing '98 guy who also took 15-212 and whatnot. We were both fairly surprised to see each other -- and I haven't talked to him in seven years, but we exchanged phone numbers... maybe I'll even call him sometime. We'll see. I suck at the whole phone thing.

Oh, so Andrew and I went to dinner down at Fuji Sushi. It was really good as usual, and it was good to catch up. It stymies me that he's already a fifth-year CS PhD student. Time flies. After dinner we walked down to my car and I gave him a ride to the airport and all, since he had to head back to Yale tonight.

I drove up to the gym after that for volleyball night. There were plenty of people there. I did well at first, but about halfway through the night my left knee started giving out, which sucked, so I called it quits at 10:15pm. My brain had also started giving out by that point, and to be honest, I play volleyball with my brain as much as my body, in some ways. The one awesome thing about the evening though is that I served overhand (instead of my normal underhand or sidearm) the *whole night* and actually got the ball over the net 95% of the time! You see, I don't generally notice the difference that lifting weights makes, but god forbid, I have *muscles* in those upper arms now! Wow!

Anyway, the title of this post comes from this one lady, who kept swearing, except she didn't swear like a normal person, she kept saying stuff like "Oh, *sugar*." and whatnot. At one point she missed a pass and said "Crikey!" Well, we couldn't let that go, and for the rest of the evening people kept saying "Crikey! Blimey, mate!" and whatnot every time they would normally have used a real swearword. It was pretty bloody funny.

I seem to be updating this every-other-day nowadays. I wonder if this is better or worse for people's friends pages?

Yesterday, Nick and I went to the Mariners game, and after a whole week in Seattle, he finally got to see the goddamn Mariners actually win a frickin' game. Even weirder, the Mariners swept the series from the Angels. Tim Salmon was there working out with the Angels though, and it was good to see him! He signed my poster. Angels poster final signature count for the year: 9. I should tally my baseball autographs in general at some point. I'm pretty proud of myself for not being completely frightened of players anymore. The sad part is, I think I've gotten around 20-30 guys to sign stuff for me, and absolutely none of them are Mariners (unless Jeff Clement counts...). I also ran into the crazy Mariners stalker lady from the airport two weeks ago! She was there with her other Mariners stalker friends, and recognized me and waved to me to come over and chat, so I did. It was pretty funny, they were saying how they'd cornered Richie Sexson earlier, and why didn't I show up before 5pm? Heh.

This morning I fell out of bed at 7:15am to take Nick back to the airport, and the dumb part is, by the time I drove him down there and drove back home, through all the traffic, and then showered and changed and got ready for work, I still didn't reach my desk until 10:15am.

I stayed at work fairly late though, and then I played volleyball tonight, after a two-week hiatus. I had a pretty good time. I served overhand for most of the night and after a rocky first game, got most of my serves over the net, even though very few would have gone past a ten-foot line. However, now I aaaaaaaaache. And tomorrow I'm going to go lift weights anyway.

Arr.

I'm pondering visiting Austin for Christmas or New Year's or something around then again, and maybe going to Pittsburgh for Thanksgiving again, depending. I suppose I'll have to talk things over with my mom when she's out here in a week or two.

Oh! And my friend Django (

ketsugami, for those that don't know him) has his first published book "Memories of Empire" now orderable on Amazon, so here's the link to his book because I think it's cool! It's so exciting when someone from an old writing group is successful like this! :)

Yay,

samildanach is back from Scotland! Though I will probably just stay out of his way at work for a few days so he can catch up on the ninety billion things people need him to take care of.

I felt accomplished at work today because I gave up on trying to do something my way and just copied the way other people had done it. That's a lesson for me, really.

After work, rather than going to the Twins-Mariners game, I decided to head up to the gym, where I did arm weights for half an hour, and then I noticed these two guys kept wandering by with a volleyball. They seemed to be looking for more people, so I decided to go up and see if I could play. I hadn't eaten dinner so I knew it'd be a really bad idea to stay for very long, and it was already a little past 8pm by then, but I played in one game, and by the time I left we had 7 people there. They play rally scoring to 25, which is a little weird, but other than that it was kind of like CS volleyball, just with slightly older people. Also, I played pretty well, which felt good; even my sidearm serve was working really well. I left at 8:30 because 1) I was starving 2) my arms really hurt due to lifting weights and then playing 3) I was already exhausted from running around. Man, it'll be good cardio if I go back and play again, and I did promise I would... apparently they play Wednesday nights and Sunday afternoons, so I should be able to make it sometimes.

Came home. Listened to the Mariners fuck up the game, eventually losing in 14 innings. Read websites. Played some PP; they released the housing stuff today, which is going to totally turn the game into Animal Crossing, I swear. I needed to take a bunch of hemp oil down to Turtle so I could make varnish, though... eh, we'll see. Oh, and Hades has Jorvik now. How come every time I run a shop on an island, it gets taken over by Hades? I can tell you right now, I have no interest in governing Jorvik. Nor anything else in the game. I think maybe after the big buzz for furniture dies down, I might bother getting some stuff to decorate my ships or shops or something, but it's really just not that important to me.

Today there was clothes shopping. I found a skirt I really wanted at JC Penney's at Northgate, but they only had it in size 4. It wasn't in the catalog, but they said I could try the Alderwood Mall branch... which is like 11 miles away. So I went there. The Penney's in Alderwood kicked butt, and not only did I find the skirt in my size, but I found like four tops I wanted. Dude, clothes shopping still sucks, but I guess I'm getting better at it. The only thing that really hurts me is that I only wear cool and dark colours for the most part and refuse to wear anything pink, orange, yellow, lime, violet, etc... and this time of year, those are the big colours out on all the clothing racks. So I'll find a style of shirt I like and the only acceptable colour it'll come in is green or blue or dark brown or something.

I would have done more looking around the mall, except Drew called me at 3:15ish like "Hey, I'm at the CMU alumni picnic thingy and a whole bunch of people wondered why you're not here..." and I thought, oh damn, maybe I should go to that thing after all. So I went down to Gasworks for the picnic. It was like 4 when I got there and I think it started at 2, but it worked out okay. I talked to a whole bunch of people I knew, and then some people decided to play CS Volleyball for a while. I still have all my volleyball reflexes, which rules. I was actually kind of surprised. What I don't have anymore is setting hands, so it was all bumping, but still, it was good, I could even spike. I really should try playing volleyball again. The gym has pick-up volleyball some evenings, I should just go and see how it is... nothing to lose, really, right?

Oh, so anyway, after volleyballing for an hour or two, it started getting rainy-ish. I had made vague plans with Brian M for the evening since I hadn't seen him in a bazillion years, but Drew and Jason wanted to hang out too, so I said we could all hang out! So Brian came over and we met up with Drew, Jason, and some other guy whose name I never quite caught who was a CMU undergrad and will be a UW grad student. We went to Taste of India for dinner. It was CRAZY crowded and service was lousy, but food was tasty, chai was plentiful, and conversation was good. After dinner we came back here, and played a couple games of Ricochet Robot, which I've been itching to play lately. Brian and Drew totally killed me the first game, but I came back with a vengeance and won 10 out of 17 goals in the second game. It was pretty funny.

I guess I filled all my weekend goals except for seeing Bewitched. Well, I didn't walk around Greenlake, either, but I did play volleyball outdoors for at least an hour, so I think that qualifies in the same place, namely "get exercise outdoors".

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