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walkingshadow) wrote2005-01-19 06:37 pm
walkingshadow) wrote2005-01-19 06:37 pm
Eisenhower's coming; he wants everything just so.
The Australian Open is on in a time zone sixteen hours ahead of mine, which means tennis two! times! a day! but after four days and two rounds of play they still hadn't shown Federer, and I was all, wtf mates? But I came home after anthro this afternoon and turned on the teevee (because during tennis season ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
gjstruthseeker swears she doesn't mind my taking up space in her room for long stretches), and even though the schedule had said they'd be showing Serena Williams' match from last night, what they were really showing was the Federer-Suzuki match from last night, and I eeped and flailed. A good match, started patchy; Federer's serve was broken for the first time in 65 games and Suzuki frustrated him a little with the chip-and-charge, but then he found his rhythm and was pretty much all, I keeeel you. Also, he hit this shot on a full run from way off the court that went around the net post and into the court for a winner. Apparently you can do that! He's gotten a haircut that has him looking very Orlando Bloom.
Who invited Chris Fowler to the commentator party? Step off man, you're kind of a twit. He did mention today that Federer was a great soccer player as a kid, but made the decision to stick with tennis as a teenager (a story I already knew from Charlie Rose), and thank god he did, becausewho the fuck cares about soccer? I certainly prefer tennis. Dear the rest of the world, Please don't eat me. xoxo.
I gave serious thought to blowing off my intensely boring African history class to watch the end of the match (Federer was up two sets, 2-2 in the third), but in the end I tore myself away and sulked off to catch the bus. I rewarded myself with a smoothie from Zia and a thousand brownie points, which I hope one day to cash in for actual brownies.
The intensely boring African history class was, shockingly, intensely boring. We watched the second half of a boring video whose first half bored us the week before. I almost dozed off over my crossword puzzle. And then one of the trivia questions in the paper was "what animal is used as a symbol for the World Wildlife Fund?" and I had to not snort with laughter in the middle of class at how I knew the answer. It's the panda, and this was much nicer to think about than dry-as-the-land-they-extensively-film Egyptian documentaries narrated by an old white British man in RP.
I was up until four-thirty doing today's assignment for anthro and awake again at nine to skim the article for today's reading, so I'm putting myself down for a nap before MORE tennis tonight.
whee!
gjstruthseeker swears she doesn't mind my taking up space in her room for long stretches), and even though the schedule had said they'd be showing Serena Williams' match from last night, what they were really showing was the Federer-Suzuki match from last night, and I eeped and flailed. A good match, started patchy; Federer's serve was broken for the first time in 65 games and Suzuki frustrated him a little with the chip-and-charge, but then he found his rhythm and was pretty much all, I keeeel you. Also, he hit this shot on a full run from way off the court that went around the net post and into the court for a winner. Apparently you can do that! He's gotten a haircut that has him looking very Orlando Bloom.Who invited Chris Fowler to the commentator party? Step off man, you're kind of a twit. He did mention today that Federer was a great soccer player as a kid, but made the decision to stick with tennis as a teenager (a story I already knew from Charlie Rose), and thank god he did, because
I gave serious thought to blowing off my intensely boring African history class to watch the end of the match (Federer was up two sets, 2-2 in the third), but in the end I tore myself away and sulked off to catch the bus. I rewarded myself with a smoothie from Zia and a thousand brownie points, which I hope one day to cash in for actual brownies.
The intensely boring African history class was, shockingly, intensely boring. We watched the second half of a boring video whose first half bored us the week before. I almost dozed off over my crossword puzzle. And then one of the trivia questions in the paper was "what animal is used as a symbol for the World Wildlife Fund?" and I had to not snort with laughter in the middle of class at how I knew the answer. It's the panda, and this was much nicer to think about than dry-as-the-land-they-extensively-film Egyptian documentaries narrated by an old white British man in RP.
I was up until four-thirty doing today's assignment for anthro and awake again at nine to skim the article for today's reading, so I'm putting myself down for a nap before MORE tennis tonight.
whee!