I'm tired. There's no getting around it. After teaching all day, then co-coaching a soccer game, then driving an hour to play a basketball game at 9:30pm (61-48 point win btw) and not getting to bed until midnight, well, I'm tired today.
Got family coming this Wednesday. I'm excited. Now I just have to take some days off so I can see them.
I figured out part of my problem. In order to write I need to be focused and awake. Tired=bad writing. However, I really need to write regularly because it's a skill, you have to practice or your skill level drops off.
Also I need to practice basketball, I had 8 points last night, but could easily have had double that. Again, I need to practice. My field goal % was just below horrible.
Jack London is/was a humanist. The more I read about him and his novels the more it shines through like the sun in the Sahara. I still like his books, I just have to chuckle at the "man is the ultimate animal" stuff. *chuckle*
I just found a flight from Detroit to Tampa for $343 round trip for April 6-9. Maybe the fares will continue to come down. I sure hope so.
I really don't have anything witty to say. No amusing-musing, as it were. Maybe this: if manatees could fly would anyone ever go outside again without an umbrella?
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Practice is one of those things. It can sure be annoying though. I gave up practicing basketball when I realized I wasn't making any shots.
I gave up practicing magic when I ran out of mana.
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