Apparently, I've been a little quiet here. But, today, I went to institute, and joined the boys playing volleyball in the cultural hall afterward. I even played well, and they even set me up repeatedly, and I even introduced myself, and talked a bit. I left feeling like I'd finally been myself, and met a few people. I talked to a pretty good player as I walked to my car, he left for his, and I chilled for ten minutes waiting for the skunk to back away from the driver's door. Tomorrow's my last day at my third job, in Provo. I'm sure I'll have something to say about that later. It'll be really nice to quit the 16 hour work day. But, I'll miss having an excuse to drop by my sister's in Provo. I guess "sister" is a good excuse, but only on the weekends.
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Sounds like your 9th grade Volleyball was of more value than High School Varsity could have been.
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