We had double-header in volleyball last night, and we performed miserably. Six of us got beaten three times by a time of only three people. And then we got killed three more times by another team. When we first started out, I wasn't really frustrated by our (and my) poor performance because of the learning curve and lack of practice and it is supposed to be fun, after all. But 6 months (and 100 games) into it, I feel like we should be doing better. I still reach for the ball and end up missing it by a few feet, or I'm not agressive enough to go after balls that should be mine. Or I end up accidently hitting the ball into my teammate's face instead of over the net and then I am an insenstive clod about it and can't stop laughing when I know I should be concerned rather than amused (even if it was a funny sight). So, I spend the whole game kicking myself over lost opportunities. Its very frustrating.

We don't have class tonight. I am going to take a break this evening after work. When I go home, I am going to do nothing but make myself something good and wholesome for dinner (I don't know what quite yet, I'll have to give it more thought) and watch t.v.

This got forwarded to me yesterday:

The phaomnneil pweor of the hmuan mnid.

Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be at the rghit pclae. The rset can be a total mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe.

asboutely amzanig