Mud is Yummy

I love mud. Just not when it is in my bellybutton, mouth, eyelashes, hairline, under my nails, between my toes and permadently fixated in my ear.

But rugby was wicked fun.

I played the entire game and man am I still tired.

:)

I came home sick today, if you were wondering how I was posting at 2:50 in the afternoon. My throat really hurts. Maybe it's from all that """"Communication""" on the field yesterday.

I am really excited for the semis this weekend. Hopefully I will get to play for some of it (but Maggie, get better!).

So TC is cutting his hair, eh? I can't imagine him without it. Maybe I can scrounge a few bucks too. His blog is http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/ go check it out if ya'd like.

So anyway, I'm gonna go back to checking my email, then I'll clean my room, sweep up the dirt from the bathroom floor, bang out my cleats, finish working on camp stuff, call Mary back (if I can speak), install QuickVerse on my computer (Nan leant it to me, she couldn't figure out how to use it), do piano homework, english homework, science homework, and maybe try to wash rugby stuff again. Oh, and sleep, if I have time.

Peace and Love
Hannah