a failure of a success and success of a failure

how 'bout them dawgs? yea man. i wish i could be totally psyched about how my number three ranked bulldogs are playing, but to tell you the truth, the past three games have been rather disappointing. with only three touchdowns or so over ga southern, almost losing it to the gamecocks before the last quarter last weekend, and only a ten point lead on the thundering herd (what a retarded mascot) from marshall today, our team hasn’t been quite up to par. sigh. needless to say that the game wasn’t too exciting today…prolly cuz there was only one touchdown the entire game. the only real drama that occurred was when i realized someone took my cell phone after the game. i almost freaked out...but remained calm and called my phone. the person that answered insisted that it was their phone, but then came to their senses, if they had any, about five minutes later and called back. thank God. anyway, long story short, call my cell phone and you'll reach me.

well, i did enjoy my wonderful day off yesterday. the day turned out to be gorgeous. finally got an ultimate game in on the quad friday afternoon. you wouldn't believe the mud pit that the quad transformed into after 4 inches of rain or so and people having mud sliding parties on it the night before. yes. it was amazing to see how many people are willing to dive into muddy, poopy smelling water head first on their bellies, like penguins; arms out to the side and waves of water splashing to the side. reminded me of the wake a boat makes. when you stepped through the field, geysers of chocolate milk colored mud-water would squirt through your toes, all the way up your legs and even getting onto your face. i know, wonderful. anyway, back to the game, i had the privilege of playing in these conditions. well, turns out that only six of the twenty girls that signed up showed up for the game. we played the magic school buses of rutherford. great name, right? well, not as lame as they sound...all fifteen of those 6 to 7 foot giants of upperclassmen guys. so here we were...six freshmen girls, hadicapped both by size and skills (only half of us knew how to throw a frisbee). hey, we did considerably well. the game lasted a good hour and a half, thanks to our awesome D, and we ended up scoring three points on them, ha, so there. so it ended at 15-3...but i'm excited. anyway, coated from head to toe in myers quad mud by the end of the game.

i was so pumped about hawaiian night at the ramsey center. it was a dawgs after dark event, but because the campus was closed, the awesome night was cancelled. let me paint a picture of how much fun this was going to be...so much fun that it might have been worth staring at the blinking green light on my phone during classes on friday. there was going to be a giant slide into the swimming pool, along with boats that you could paddle around in. tiki tourches would definately be along the sides of the pool...accompanied by flame thrower artist guys...you know, like on lilo and stitch. there was going to be infatables, hula dancing lessons, a limbo contest, handwriting analyst, bbq, daiquiris (i meant the actual drinks, colette, as well as the spring break version), which would be virgin, of course, and who knows what else. crazy madness, i'm telling you. we were unsure of whether or not it would be cancelled, so luke, ben, jessica, and i walked the .7 mile walk or so to ramsey, turned right around and walked the .7 mile back, chilled in my dorm, walked the mile to downtown, walked around downtown, ate at little italy (fabulous pizza), walked another mile back to russell hall, listened to luke's band, and then walked the quarter mile back to my dorm. what exercise, i'm telling you.

i'm sure you wouldn't be surprised if i told you that i played another game of ultimate again today. but i do want to say that it was the most competative game i've played here yet...in translation, the best game. i'm exhausted from it, but ready for another trip to the lake tomorrow. so far, its just me and colette...but hopefully luke, ben, brian, and whoever else can come along as well. yet again, next time i write to you, i will hopefully be a tinge brozer. yay for the sunshine.