Busted my glasses last night in bed. In two perfectly equal halves. Super glue is holding, but not cleanly; it's lumpy, the joint is offset and it's completely obvious... My nerdness is now complete. I am standing, upright and tall, on the topmost rung on the ladder of geekdom. I reign over my kingdom and I see that it is g...
AAAAaaaahhh! Even as I am writing this I remove my glasses from my face to see just how dorky they look... and dropped them, breaking them again! Gawd craaap! More glue, bigger offset, lumpier joint... Even as I think I've reached the height of the ladder of geekdom, yet there is another rung to climb... and so climb I do. My dweebness knows no bounds.
Finally figured out how to get M to bed before midnight: put her through tennis drills for 2 hours saturday morning, then play tennis saturday evening. Team practice for 3 hours sunday morning and then top it off with more drills and rallying sunday evening. It's not even 10:30 and she's already in bed! Feels like I'm gonna be sore in the morning.
Our oranges are fantastic this year. We've been turning them into juice. During the 'Guy's Choice Awards' tonight M asks, 'Do you want some OJ?' I show her my glass and say, 'I already have some.' I didn't mention that there were two shots of tequila in it. I've had that bottle of tequila for a year now and it's only half empty. Clearly, I need to drink more.
... to be continued...
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