Currently earning an A- in gestation

3.07.2003

Not too much going on, or maybe it's more like so much that I can't summarize. All is well though, I'm just a bit tired.

3.04.2003

Tuesday, day of waiting in line
Given my exciting wrist injury, I skipped badminton and went directly to do tedious errands. I had to get a printout of my DMV record for one of the park jobs I'm hoping to get, so I headed over there, to the crown jewel of the tedium empire, your local DMV. They have this new number system with monitors to tell you who's helping whom next, kinda crazy. It was nice of that young man to bring his guitar and seranade us while we waited. Once I finally got the report, I noticed that thanks to the stupid ticket I never got a letter for last fall, I now sport a 'Failure to Appear' on my record. I called the courthouse and learned that I have a $374 fine for it. Fabulous. Paid over the phone, then headed over to the bank to pay my mortgage (very convenient, but required yet another long ass line. This time there was no nice man with a guitar only a woman with a flock of young unsupervised kids, for our entertainment.)

I also got all my paperwork in for scorekeeping so I can now get paid the big bucks for that. I'm on the road to being rich again, though the road does seem filled with potholes.

In other news, it appears that unemployment pays too much for me to be eligible for food stamps.

3.03.2003

Another rousing weekend of hockey fun. With my new very limited income, I know that I won't be able to play in as many places next season (i.e. after about this week) as I do now so I'm trying to make the most of it. My Redwood City team, the Sidewinders, remains in 1st place heading into Saturday's Stanley Keg playoffs. The downside to this is that we have to play a team that's kicked our asses more than once in the past. But we're tough and we look great in red so we'll see who prevails.

I banged up my wrist at the end of the game but managed to play for the Bandits later that night as well as for the Red/Green challenge yesterday. After all the griping I'd heard about Green folks not moving up last season, how they were ready and were held back for purely political reasons, despite the fact that very few people evaluating actually knew the people trying out, I did indeed have a point to make. Our scrappy group of 11 (thanks to 4 people who had said they'd be there but didn't show -- remind me NOT to ask you next time) managed to beat them 4-1, with yours truly having a pretty sweet goal, thanks to Mary's expert setup. I'm hoping that some of these folks realized that they simply weren't ready to play at this level last season.

I felt like the obnoxious kind of parent after the game when one of the green players asked me to go easy on her in the evaluations. When I said I wouldn't be evaluating, that I'd be doing the benchmark, skating with other current red players as well as those trying out, she said well, go easy on me there. Then I kinda came unglued and said well, if I play a game against you, like my red teammates, we'll go all out so I'm not going to compromise and skate less hard so people can move up.

After we got home, I took out my contacts and threw my neck into a tizzy at the same time. How I can play 4 games of hockey with a sprained wrist then come home and cause myself a great deal more pain than the wrist by doing something as innocuous as that, I just don't know. I'm counting the moments until I can get to the chiropractor.

In other news, I've decided to look seriously into abandoning my career at the community college and head to San Jose State this fall (if they'll have me) to pursue a master's in recreation. I like to recreate so it should work out just fine.