August 2nd, 2001


Soccer is a kick....

There are better ways to be flat on your back, with an attractive sweaty man on top of you than a full speed collision during soccer. *boink* (no, not that boink, the sound of my head hitting the turf boink). The ref teased me, though. She's wondering if I lost consciousness, and the first words from my mouth are "where are my glasses?". It was accidental collision, but packed a wallop.

We won't tell Mom about this one.
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