Saturday - Tennis practice for my first USTA game which is one week from today. What in hell was I thinking joining a team? Frikkin' Keiko, tellin' me to sign up, 'You're good enough. Don't worry.' I can't even hit the ball over the net. Gawd. This is going to be embarrassing...
Sunday - Finished The Goblet of Fire. Now I'll start Book 5, The Order of the Phoenix. Anything to take my mind off frikkin' tennis. Frikkin' Keiko.
Monday - I swear, if the object of tennis was to hit the very top edge of the net without going over, I could be world champion. First match in five days. Frikkin' Keiko.
Wednesday - First match is actually on Sunday, not Saturday as previously thought. That gives me Thursday to learn how to hold the racket, Friday to learn how to hit the ball, and Saturday to learn the finer points of strategy. Ok, at least now I have a plan. Frikkin' Keiko.
Friday - Sore throat, runny nose. Crap. First match in two days. M leaves for Japan Wednesday morning, which means I'm probably gonna get tired of eating six-dollar jalapeno burgers sometime around next Friday.
...to be continued...
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