Second set, you mean? I'm on it now!

I'm in the second set myself. Very nervewracking. But I think that matches played not today aren't spoilers, and that's all that the lineup for today is.

I am pissed about the Williams sisters, or at least about what I realised re: them. They pretty much play crap when they lose. Take Roddick--that match against Federer? LOVELY. He can play well and lose. Venus? Serena? They show up with crap and then they lose. I don't like watching that kind of tennis. Might as well just read the score.

This year I'm so all about the men at the Open. Normally it's the other way round, but apart from the Serbs, I found most of the women disappointing.

I sometimes mutter "jackass" or other insulting cursewords under my breath, and only rarely am I referring to another person. Especially another person nearby.

But immediately after you've spoken to someone, as they're walking away?

Not that I'm terribly upset if the neighbor that I find both annoying and questionably stable isn't fond of me. I mean, the word "wack-job" does run through my head after every brush with him, I just don't say it out loud.

But immediately after you've spoken to someone, as they're walking away?

Yeah, that I try to keep on the inside.

Second semi is what I meant.

Second semi is what I meant.

I haven't got to Federer yet! I'm still biting my fingernails over Djokovic and Ferrer and their neverending dueling deuces in the second set.

I just finished the second set of the first semi, and I'm going to take a break and go visit Kat's Grace. This migraine-free period mightn't last long, so I should do something for someone else with it.

Irritatingly, the 4 wifebeaters I bought from Ross are only 3. I don't have the receipt, but I might go back anyway. That third one is of dubious value, since I wear the white ones two at a time.

Ugh. Computer problems forced an emergency best buy trip-- 200 dollars later, I have a dead HD and, of course, no backup. Unfortunately, before the trip, I sprained my toe. I'm stuck RICEing posting on my blackberry with no food in the house. At least I picked up some 30 Rock DVDs to console myself.

As a reward for D flipping himself over (back to front) for the first time ever today, we took him for a walk across the Brooklyn Bridge.

[eta: Oh, and before our walk we went to Bubby's (the Brooklyn branch) for brunch. NYCistas will recognize this as the restaurant where Teppy mocked us for our seasonal candy.]

Jesse: [link]

BookCourt, the family-owned bookstore at 163 Court Street in Cobble Hill, is bucking the trend of smaller, locally owned booksellers being forced out of business by megastores like Barnes & Noble and Borders. The owners have announced that it will expand into adjacent space they now own, which will double the area of the store. Space for all categories of books will be expanded and new sections added. Non-fiction books will be moved from the basement to the street level, and the lower level will be used for remaindered, or bargain, titles. There will be a "dedicated events space for readings and performances" and, to top things off, a "small cafe & bar with an accompanying outdoor garden."