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Jackpot! They're serving sushi for lunch today in the Fidelity Cafe, so I had to get myself a few spicy tuna rolls. It was a nice treat, though I made the mistake (which I have made many times before) of mixing in a little too much wasabi, which caused a my nostrils to feel like someone had set them on fire. I hate when that happens.

Last night, I played tennis with Irf and Fernald. We prefer to go with the Round Robin format instead of Canadian Doubles, which is just like regular doubles, except you dress up as Mountees. You can see why we try to avoid it. The weather was nice, so we had to wait a little while for a court, during which time we got to observe an odd group playing on the court next to the waiting area. It was a group of about 8 guys who were rotating into a doubles match. These guys basically looked like they had found 8 tennis rackets laying around and decided to give it a shot...but they liked to talk trash as if they were seasoned veterans. One guy even wore a shirt that read "Ass Kicker" on the back, but in reality, he did very little ass-kicking. Other guys on the sideline passed time by talking on their cell phones, smoking, or both. Anyway, we finally got a court and I played pretty badly. Irf and Brendan beat me at my own game by hitting junk at me all night. I lost many, many times.

Everybody knows that elementary school rules don't apply in the "real world", unless you live in Nebraska and you're in your thirties. Touch blue, make it true! I triple-dog dare you!
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