doodledee

This afternoon, my soccer team won the championship of the indoor league we play in. It was fun. Well, except for the part where I got kicked in the stomach and lost my wind and I had to lay on the carpet and gasp for breath and hope no one kicked me. That wasn't so much fun. But hey, I've got a new long sleeved t-shirt, so it pretty much evened out in the end.

On a less painful note, it was a beautiful afternoon today, so Libby and I did a little - and I mean a little - yardwork. More specifically, I swept and Libby took down the christmas lights.

Our christmas lights haven't been working since maybe the last week in January. I just figured one of the bulbs burned out and, being stupid christmas lights, the rest of the chain went dead as a result. It wasn't until Libby went to unplug them today that we discovered the true cause of the problem: some jackass had snipped the wires. And when I say 'jackass', I really mean 'prankster'. And when I say 'prankster', I really mean 'terrorist'.

On one hand I was pissed because a perfectly good $1.99 strand of lights had been needlessly ruined. But on the other hand I wasn't that pissed, because it was a pretty harmless prank and because it was a new one for me.

So, to all you christmas light cutting dorks out there, I say this:

Nice one! You got me! Get a life!