Monday, September 24, 2007
dream
i am at the school where i did undergrad--ohio state. i am spotted and recruited by the very famous women's volleyball coach. i explain i'm 34 years old and don't know how to play volleyball. she waves off my protests, saying they really need someone exactly my height and left-handed like i am. during scrimmages i fail miserably and all the other players hate me. nevertheless, she wants to keep me. after practice, a huge tray of fried chicken is delivered to us, the team. i think even though i don't know what i am doing and am miserable, i might stay on the team after all. then i can't find my bike to get home.
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Nothing hits the spot after a workout like fried chicken!
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