It's nearly noon, and the same fifth set is still being played by John Isner and Nicolas Mahut. I think it's something like 45/45 right now. It's just crazy . . . they've broken every record in tennis history, for time, for games, for aces, for everything.
We need to go get flowers and get some planted, if we're ever gonna have any this summer. (If we're ever gonna have a summer, that is.) Actually, yesterday and today are only partly cloudy and in the 70s, so it's
almost like summer.
Watched
Twilight New Moon On Demand last night after my massage, in preparation for next week's release of Eclipse. I don't wanna miss out on a midnight movie opportunity, especially one where the girls all shriek and giggle a lot. Man, teen vampire love is sure angsty, especially when there are really big trees.
I have to say that the male, um, pulchritude of that movie is pretty fine. I'm feeling a bit obsessed with RPattz' hip flexors today.
Isner now has 90 aces for the match . . . shoot me now. The game score is now 48/47.(
Breaking News on Twitter:
"BP insists they're doing all they can to stop the Isner/Mahut match")
ETA: 59/59, suspended again for darkness.
Live and learn, well I hope this helps me do just that. It is so muggy today and Nicole keeps turning the air off in the house because she is too cold. Candy had a very hard day at work and went to her boy friends. Then I just talked to poor Patsy who has the most drama in her life of any living person I think.
Really I may be the normal one, oh that can't be true. I am glad you got your flowers and hope to see you either tonight or maybe in the morning. Let me know maybe we can go to coffee. Love Sue
It's funny to finally get nice weather, then bitch about it because of my stupid air conditioning. We've been running ours here in the house, and now it's freezing downstairs, hehe.
I guess we'll put the flowers in later this evening. I need to rest from the shopping first.
Yeah, when I feel like I'm 'normal' compared to the people around me, I know I'm hanging out with some pretty strange folks.
Just heard about Al Gore trying to assault a massage therapist here in Portland a few years back; from what Amanda's told me, that's pretty common with famous guys . . . they expect more than a massage. Too bad, though, to hear it about Gore.
It's fun to be 'hung up' on Twilight in time for the new movie. We've always liked to have new things to be hung up on, after all...
The tennis today was amazing. Wimbledon. Gotta love it.