Thursday, December 16, 2004
( 9:16 AM ) teahouse
My firm's illustrious team played our first Dodge Ball game this week.
I did ok. I was important to the team because the rules require that there be at least one girl on the court at all times to avoid disqualification.
I was the total girl. I threw like a girl. I was worried about breaking a nail. I screamed. I shrieked.
Ok, not really. I'm not like that. But I thought it would make a funnier story.
And I bear my Dodge Ball scars with pride - 2 skinned knees, a twisted ankle, and a little pain on the side of my face from when some overzealous guy hit me in the head. The referee blew his whistle, yelled "Stop hitting the girls on the head!!" and disqualified him.
I feel GOOD. I want to do this again!