i have been emailing with the coach. have i told you that? nothing exciting. but it makes me smile at the end of the day. it was 14 years ago. thats a damn long time.

in other news, i'm so fuckin' sore. soccer is kicking my ass. we had practice on wednesday and it was a boatload of fun. but i was the only girl* there. so i got the rough and tumble. which is good. i don't want any boys coddling me. but let me tell you- it is hard to lift my right leg today. it wouldn't be much of a problem except that we have a game tonight.

last night i went out with a friend of mine to celebrate her promotion. at bar #2 i saw the ex's new girl. i wanted to punch her in the face. that's a normal reaction right? i didn't. though while we played photohunt, i pondered my aim- could i hit her in the head from across the bar with a lobbed miller lite bottle? maybe. i mean, i'm pretty good at cornhole. i hate that feeling. that seeing one person, who i don't even know, someone i don't care to know- and it can ruin a good night. blecccccch.

*thats the problem with the lesbian population in chicago right now. there are 8 girls, maybe 9 total in a league of 60+ players. wtf?