I Love Volleyball Tourney Weekends!

So I am on my second day back from Kenora and had just an awesome time! I can't remember the last time I had that much fun in Kenora. It started with Friday and I got to town and my mom and I went for lunch and had a good time and then dinner and then all the volleyball peeps finally got down around 10 pmish or so. So I trekked over to the camp site to help (or hinder depends on your POV) set up some tents. Yes erecting tents, there were a few penile jokes to say the least, but all in good tempered fun. We hung out there until about 2 AM had a few beers and shot the shit around the fire. Hadn't done that in like FOREVER! I can't even remember the last time I was even in Anicinabe Park. I was a kid I am pretty sure. When you grow up in Kenora you don't camp there, only outsiders camp there. If you are a true Kenoran, you camp outside of city limits. Anyways I had the butterflies that kept me awake all night so I didn't exactly get a good nite sleep the night before. I couldn't wait to play volleyball the next day. We had a kick ass team! It was Mark, Melissa, Sean, Tall Guy Todd and I on a co-ed 4's team. We couldn't miss! Or so I thought. Our first game was against a White Fish Bay team. I had my whole family there (minus my pa) to watch. My nieces even came out to watch which was fun. They're so cute! Anyhow, we lost our first game because we looked like we were scared of the ball. We were afraid to hit and set and just about anything. So Todd said we need to play more aggressively and he was totally right. Then the next game we won, and we played so much better. So we split that match. I didn't get that at all, a match consisted of 2 games, how do you win the match? Weird. And the tournament wasn't very well organized at all. They didn't even provide us with balls to play with. We used my ball in a few of our games. The weather wasn't cooperating well neither. So the next game we played was about 45 minutes later and one of the guys went back to the campsite to do up the tents and then didn't come back for the game. I thought that was lame honestly. But we won that game pretty easily. My dad came out for that one and so did my girl Brandy! I even knocked a guy down with my serve. Heh! Love that! I got mooned too at the net. That was one hairy ass wowsers! After that game we didn't play again for like an hour and a half so I went back tot he lounge and sat with Brandy and we talked for a while which was nice cause I haven't seen her in ages! She had lunch, but I don't eat when I play ball cause if I dive and land funny after eating then vomitous occurs. That's never a good idea. So back to the courts. We played another tough White Fish Bay team. And we split that one too. But our game play was better. I actually got the boys to the net to let them hit my sets. And Todd had some spectacular blocks on their top guy. He blocked him like 3 times in a row. It was HOT! So we are still winning 4 of 6 games, that put us in a good position. The next team we played was another tough team but I don't think they were from White Fish Bay. And we imploded against them. I don't know what happened there. We had all 5 of us back and we just couldn't gel on anything. The guys were trying to do some fancy stuff and it just wasn't working. Then Sean bailed half way through the game. I don't know why he does that. It's one of two reasons, either he thinks he's the weak link and doesn't want to bring down the team, or he doesn't want to be blamed for the loss. The majority of the points were unforced errors in both games of that match. We got spanked in both matches. We barely made 11 points in each game. I was dumbfounded! So with these two straight losses we needed to win at least one of our next games in order to make the playoffs. But we were going to have to face the toughest Winnipeg team, Confusion, which consists of Lorne, Christian, Scott, Gio and Sarah. They had done really well so far and if they beat us twice they had a bye into the playoffs the next day. Did I mention we are friends with all of these people? And honestly I wouldn't want them to throw a game but they didn't need to play us the way they did. It was a bit demoralizing. And we got massively passive aggressive on the court. And I don't think that helps in my opinion. It shows a lack of passion. We just got madder at ourselves individually and it made it harder to dig out of a hole. And Sean didn't even play at all in this game for whatever reason. And we lost both games so no playoffs the next day. :( It sucked! Then a couple of them said they were just going to go back to the city that night instead of sticking around and supporting the other Winnipeg teams that supported us in the last two matches. That kinda hurt a bit I think more then I would have wanted it to. We all decided to go to Hap's that night and hang out and have a good time. And who I thought was leaving didn't leave so it was really nice to see them stick around. So Lorne found a chick he wanted to hook up with so Todd and I took turns being his wing man. It was funny. I got him a bit further cause I told him to go and dance near where she was and she totally went for it- for a while. It was funny! Poor Lorne, he's still not getting any action in Kenora. I still can't believe he was dancing. I drank entirely too much but wasn't sloppy drunk or anything like that. But it was so hot on the dance floor. It was sweaty out there boy. Melissa had a good time out there. Apparently I was pretty red the whole night cause Jeff kept grabbing my face and asking if I was Asian cause Asians get really red when they drink apparently. It was such a good night. I haven't danced that much in so long. And being one of the oldest chicks there too I think I did alright. I lasted pretty long. I outlasted Tall Guy Todd, he was falling asleep at the table. But we didn't last much longer then that. Lorne (the DD) , Christian, Jeff and I all left right after that. We went back to Lornes cabin to have a beer and then I went home. Lorne and Christian went to the campsite after they dropped me off and partied some more. Christian was PLASTERED! Oh he's a funny drunken Brazilian. The next day we went to cheer on the other Winnipeg teams that made it into the playoffs. Lorne's team and Jeff's team. Jeff's team played first against Special Forces (the team we lost to first) and they lost. Two straight games. Then Lorne's team played Nathan Goss' team next. Nathan was the convener of the tournament. Should he have had a team in it???? I don't think so no. But whatever. They lost to Nathan's team so they had to play Special Forces for 3rd place. They lost the first game. So I said we should move to the side our people were playing on and sit on the rocks, so Todd and I moved over and gave them a pep talk on the way. So we cheered our team on from their side of the court and they won the second game. So it forced a rubber match. And Lorne's team demolished them in the last match. I think it was like 15-8 or something. So one Winnipeg team made a place. Their team won a hundred bucks. Cool. Top prize was $700 and $400 for second. We sat around and watched the final between two Kenora teams, Nathan's team and a young team. Nathan won, of course. It was a good game though. But should the convener win 700 bucks???? It is a nice ethical debate. Then a few of us went to get ice cream at Dairy Queen. Then I went to my mom's and had a nice nap. I was tired. And I hurt a bit. But I had two days to spend with family which was nice. I was supposed to go for lunch with Brandy on Monday but she was busy, so I made plans with my mom and she was busy so she cancelled on me so I went for lunch with my dad. We went to this newish place called My Place in Keewatin. It was really good. Then we were having a steak night at Curts house and he did awesome on the steaks. So good! I haven't had a steak in like FOREVER! Then I headed back to the city on Tuesday and got back in time for volleyball. I had a bad night though. I will go into more detail at a later date though. It's a little complicated right now. Anyhow, that was my weekend! Exciting huh? Well I should get back to work, besides my lunch cover should be coming up here soon.....ah there she is!

J-BOMB! OUT!

WTF?!?!?!?!?!!??

Ok so my day was somewhat on the bizarro side yesterday. And it started pretty much from the get go. I haven't really had good sleep in close to two weeks. It's been restless sleep which sucks so pure adrenaline has been fuelling me. And apparently the tank was so low I should have that annoying "ding" noise going off to warn me about it. So when you are so tired and you can't sleep through it your mind wanders into interesting territory. With the wandering going on I can't seem to shut my thoughts down to clear it out and reboot. So Tuesday at 2:00AM I am just starting to lull into some much needed restless rest, (cause I will take what I can get) my mind finally shut down, and I had the fan going so I am nice and cool and starting to give in to non rem sleep. However, I now have this icky feeling of something moving over my bare arm but with the fan blowing it could have been anything, but wait this movement has a pattern and it seems like it's organized in its procession. Hmm, wipe at my arm and lo and behold, I squash one of the biggest phuckin' spiders I have ever encountered. Now I am one of the most feverish arachnophobias known to man. So needless to say the thought of sleeping (even restlessly) was gone far, far away. Every time my skin twitched I awoke with a jump to get rid of what may or may not have been on my bed. I nearly killed my cats twice. They still won't talk to me I have freaked them out so bad. So I am guessing at about 4-4:30 I drifted off just out sheer exhaustion, and got the dreamless sleep necessary to function. Well I got about a two hour break from reality and then it came storming back like the Bomber defense. I was starting to awake about 15 minutes before my alarm clock went off, which isn't unusual for me, and for some reason my nose is making this weird gurgling type of noise, WTF I think I look at my pillow, and it's covered in blood. Again WTF is going on? It finally dawns on me that I have a nose bleed. Hmm this is a new phenomenon for me I have never had a nose bleed from anything other then a straight punch to the face, and I was young then. So I run to the bathroom to see if someone snuck into my apartment and punched me in the face without me knowing, nope not so much the reason. I also notice that the blood is rather thin so ok stress thinned out my blood and it came gushing out of the first portal it could find, fan-phuckin-tastic. I figure, well I am up I might as well hop in the shower and hope the steam helps the situation. I'm not sure why steam would help but I guess it's the same principle as boiling water when a woman goes into labour in the movies. So throughout the shower the nose is still bleeding and not stopping and it's a fairly gross thing to see when you look down in the shower and it's running red with blood. Prophetic much? But as I spied downwards, I notice something out of place. Hmm WTF is this big mark on the not so publicly displayed area of my upper thigh? So I guess the spider took a chunk out of my leg before I smeared him on my arm. And this is ugly looking. I don't know what the attraction to my legs are but spiders love em cause that's the second bite on my leg that I have gotten. But this bite was just a little too close to home base for me. So yes there was quite a bit of pain once the mark is realized, isn't that funny how that works. I don't feel the pain till I see the pain. I'm a very linear person I guess. So I polysporine'd it and threw a band aid over it hoping that would heal me. Ok so linear and naive. Har har. I phone my boss and explain that I have a bleeding nose that doesn't seem to want to stop, and I might be late. No worries he says so go and clean my nose over and over and over again. Finally about 9 it stops slowing. Praise the nose gods. Alright so I saunter in to work at 9:20ish and everything is hunky dory so far. The morning is going smoothly and then MTS DSL which our work network uses goes down across the city. So angry outlets and customers flood my switchboard and I seem have the only system in Winnipeg that can sell tickets. Lovely, I get to deal with people on today of all days. Perfect. Couldn't be happier (sense the tone). I finally get a lunch break and I am actually hungry and craving a sub from Quiznos across the street. My cover comes up front and I leave to go to get my lunch. Out my front door are two of the cutest guys I have seen in a while from the Moose office below us. So I go by them and head up the 6 stairs to the walk way to go over the street and step one - WHAM I missed it completely and nearly did a header into the stairs. So embarrassed was I Yoda. The guys come over to see if I am ok and I hang my head and say I'm good thanks just clumsy. They go back to the elevator with the "That was a perfect 10 on the slapstick scale" smile on their faces. So off I go again and this time it's incident free up the stairs. I get down to the Quiznos at the MTS Centre, and to my happiness there are two more cute guys in line and they happen to be in cop uniforms. I'm linear, naive and a sucker for the boys in blue. There was one girl ahead of me and she was just finishing up her order and then it was my turn. So I am slyly overlooking the cops that are awaiting their toasty lunches, not obviously or anything. I go to take a step to the counter and this guy walks right in front of me and starts to rattle off his order, and this guy cam out of nowhere, because he wasn't behind me at any time. I said "Excuse me, but..." I didn't really think I needed to finish the line but he didn't give me the chance before he said "They don't serve whores here." I was flat out stunned, like someone punched me in the gut. I could hardly make out the words. "Excuse me?" and he says "You heard what I said." I have lost the ability to talk, and if you know me that is a mind blowing anomaly. My entire vernacular was missing out of my brain. The cops come over and ask me if everything was ok and gave me a look like, do you know him. I still have this deer in the headlights look going on. I kept waiting for the guy to say "Sorry I have Turette's" or something. But that statement never came. And this wasn't some crazy street person either, he was dressed in a thousand dollar suit with a bling watch and expensive cologne. Then he starts to yell at the girl behind the counter to take his order already. The cops go over to him and politely ask him to step aside because I was there first and to wait his turn, he goes Mel Gibson on them saying "What are you the politeness police, go arrest somebody and do your job" All kinds of shyte coming outta this guys mouth now. The cops escorted him out the building, by the scruff of neck. I'm still flabbergasted at this point. I half expected a round of applause to erupt, but not so much. The cops ask again if I am ok and I still can't formulate words except "Pff shh thchser - yeah" Then they walked me back to my office just to be on the safe side. I thought that was above and beyond the call in my opinion. And it's my blog so my opinion is the only one that counts! Now that what I call a WTF kinda day. I've recounted this story to one person who gave it a 7.5/10 on the interesting day scale, but I think he low-balled me. Next time I will add a gun to it and see if that bumps me up to an 8. I told volleyball peeps too and they all had the same "You can't be serious!" look on their faces. I told work people too and I got the same reaction. And I got an offer from someone to become inappropriately violent on my behalf the next time I see this guy. I hope I never see this person again. I really doubt I will, but stranger things have happened in downtown Winnipeg. So I played volleyball last night too which is usually my most interesting part of the day but it was completely usurped by a jerk and a spider. After volleyball we have beers (which is where I recounted my story) and pizza and hang out. On my way home I am noticing that my spider bite area is getting warm and the skin is getting taut. This can't be good. I go home talk to the violence offerer on the phone and get into a heated discussion about other topics and hung up around midnite. I get up to go to bed and hey my leg seriously hurts. Get in my car and go to Grace Hospital next door and they take me in to see a doctor in a reasonable 30 minute wait. I was impressed. And of course the cute ER doctor is on call that night. Great, cute guy doctor gets to looks at my inflamed spider bite on the inner thigh, fun (sense the tone). They drained it, which was pleasant, with the biggest phuckin needle I have ever seen. So if spiders are my number one phobia, needles run a very, very close second. There was nothing soothing about my night at all after I left volleyball. So if there was ever a day where you just wanted to stay in bed and die, that was it for me. All the elements were against me yesterday. I mean I have had worse emotional days (read the archives) but this was the quintessential worst day of days for me when it comes to an overload of Murphy's Law type of luck. I think that's it for me folks. Please if you are reading this do rate this 1-10 on the phucked up day scale.
J-BOMB! OUT!