Sunday, February 27, 2005

Nadirs Softball practice

There was a plan for softball practice today. Several people wanted to get out and throw the ball around. I did not have all my softball uniform here so I just wore shorts with no protective equipment. I hate to pitch without it.

I got to the field and people started to filter in. Bryce, Ben, Mark, Phil, and I were there to start and Aaron showed up near the end of practice. After warming up our arms for a while we started to do some BP. I went first. My hands were stinging from the cold bat. Plus my ankle still hurt from golf yesterday.

It was a nice warm day. I had Phil and Aaron do some pitching as well. I think Aaron will be the back up pitcher. People were hitting the ball pretty well today. After we all had some hitting we talked about having a practice each week.

I went to my office and got some stuff on the computer worked out. I finished my taxes and got them turned in. I will be getting a pretty nice return. It will go nicely towards my debts. I went home and listened to some old micro-cassette tapes I had that I recorded back when I was a freshman at WSU. It is pretty fun to listen to it. Some of the things I remembered, some things I struggled to remember. I would like to record those tapes to the computer to save them in digital format for good.

I laid around the house most of the evening. I was watching more of the Dukes of Hazard marathon on CMT. Then I went down and filled up and got some dinner. I was going to watch the normal Sunday night shows, but they were not on. I decided to go to bed at nine pm. I called Nick about the movie night next weekend. I wanted to postpone it for another week because Thomas could not be there.

I told him not to return my call because I would be sleeping, but just as I was drifting off to sleep my phone rang. I was not mad. He must have misheard what I said. So we talked for a few minutes and I tried to go back to sleep. But that was useless. I tossed and turned through out the night.

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