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Saturday, October 08, 2005

Tennis across [my town]

Today my agency held their big yearly fundraiser, revolving around tennis. A coach from a local private college brings instructors to teach under-priviledged kids how to play, and there's a serve-a-thon to raise money. I served 42 m.p.h., and raised about $150 myself. I think the total was ~$7.5K.

The day was cloudy and cool. I almost needed a sweatshirt! It's so exciting to finally see some fall-ish weather here.

After clean-up, Sally and I had lunch, soft-serve cones, and shivered our way through talk about grad school. We are planning on seeing "In Her Shoes" tomorrow for lunch.

It's an incredible feeling, having friends again. I'm such a homebody, a solitary person, that I forget the comfort of other people sometimes. But I like it. A lot. Or maybe I'm still coasting from my sugar high. I feel drunk off Dr. Pepper and soft-serve frozen yogurt.


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