The Never-Ending Ramblings...

so what it's friday

I glanced at my computer clock between heaping sluppy spoonfuls of my gumbo soup. 3:30. And i'm just now getting lunch? omg. no wonder. my stomach tried to tell me. for the past two hours. did i listen? i'm blaming my deaf ears.

i have to pull twelve hours tomorrow doing tournament desk duty for one of my best friends. ugh. parts of it will be fun, but five-thirty in the morning will come around faster than i want it to. Who scheduled matches at eight-thirty anyway?

Bonnie will feed me good tomorrow though. Plus, i'll get to see lots of parents and players i haven't seen in a long time.

It's just it will suck. working until six-thirty tonight, then such an early start tomorrow, and all day too.