waiting for softball

yeah, and sometimes (nonchalance passes the time while waiting fore time to pass) you get a bit more (as does casual sarcasm, obscure even, mind games, play, ya know?)...

wrapped up the foot/ankle and put on the footwear for softball (which takes ten to fifteen minutes to do right now that i don't just slip on sneakers or cleats) and now waiting for the games to begin... fields look good, weather is beautiful, and yay... digested enough of the all-you-can-eat wild rice buffet yummies i treated myself to for being a good boy and being on time for work every day this week (except today when i thought the training i was to observe started at 8:30 when it was actually scheduled to start at 8 and yet when i arrived the trainer was eating breakfast in the cafeteria and not in the training room cuz he was running a half hour late and how do us executives in the ivory tower know, anyway?... shhh, it's our little secret, aye?... so he ended up apologizing to me for running late) and yeah, fatigue is high and the nasal drip is extremely distracting and the cold/flu bug drained much energy but still i swung at 80 pitches at the batting cages before going to the fields and ready for fun...

do your best to make life fun, m'ok? :)