We lost the opening game of the finals in dramatic fashion. We were up big in the 4th and blew it at the end. I was invisible offensively and had a costly turnover with under a minute left. Then to top it off I broke my glass water bottle in the locker room. This is the same locker room where I broke the screen of my phone earlier in the year. I need to be very careful of what I bring to that cursed place next game.
I was thinking that night, “I wish there was something I could take to rid myself of this horrible, sinking, aching gloominess.” It gave me a better understanding of how people get hooked on pain killers. Thankfully I didn’t have any narcotics handy. I had to deal with the hurt the old-fashioned way, which for me involves staying on the internet until I literally can’t keep my eyes open and then falling asleep before the negative thoughts can overwhelm me. Continue reading “The bad, the good, and the peacock”
Practice got a little out of hand today. One guy made a drive to the basket, another guy hit him with a hard foul, and then they got in each others faces. Then, guy #1 had the audacity to put his hands on guy #2’s neck, sort of holding him back, in a gesture that said “im older than you, so you might want to back the F up.” Of course, that sent guy#2 into a frenzy, and fists started flying. I’ve always said that these Israelis get too comfortable putting their hands on and around peoples faces. That kind of thing might send me over the edge too. Continue reading “Practice Fight, Media Consumption”
Last night I had a harrowing experience, but to figure out how it all started I have to go back a little bit. As I am sure I have mentioned before, my room is cold. Like wear a sweat shirt, pants, socks, sleep underneath 3 blankets, use a space heater and still feel like you are in an igloo cold. (Come to think of it, maybe part of the reason behind my surge in weight was my body reacting in order to insulate itself.) I knew that these temperatures would stay roughly the same at least through February, so while I was home I purchased an electric blanket. I know I could have just waited until I got back and bought one here, but I am lazy and my mom was paying. As I said last post, the blanket did not work. I now think that the problem was I was not using my converter plug, I was only trying it with the basic European adapters. I am not positive this was the problem, but I am pretty pissed I didn’t get to at least try to find out before disaster struck. Continue reading “Almost Burned Down My Apartment”