And I can get that -- being upset in the heat of the moment and then burning out quickly.
I still hope she's convincingly regretful about it. I also hope the lineswoman realises she made a bogus call, so I live in the land of wishful thinking.
Not sure why Wozniacki's energy doesn't rub me the wrong way like Oudin. Probably because she gets less press, so I don't have to listen to her say nothing as much.
Vaguely relatedly, you know who's
not
playing? Justine Henin. They can stop mentioning her
any
time now. Sheesh.
She said, "You don't like me, do you?"
The key here is to say "Actually, it's the opposite, but these feelings are forbidden so I must hide them."
It gets easier with practice.
cereal:
They played
Star Wars
music at the end of that men's match. Perhaps the
Imperial March
--I'm not sure. He wasn't even dressed like
Darth Federer
tonight. Lots of credence to give a nickname.
eta: Googled, checked, yeah, that's the one. Dude.
The key here is to say "Actually, it's the opposite, but these feelings are forbidden so I must hide them."
I'll have to try that next time. Or at least think it, which might make my scowl go away.
So far I haven't asked Peter why he makes the odd loud noises and vocalizations at night.
It sounds a lot like a form of Tourette's.
My neighbors in my dorm during my sophomore year in college assumed I was "mean" because I looked like I was mad all the time. I don't recall being angry at all--just deep in thought.
FWIW, they're still good friends. I'm apparently not mean once you get to know me.
It sounds a lot like a form of Tourette's.
Oh, that would make sense. I think. Could Tourette's result in slamming doors, etc?
Oh, that would make sense. I think. Could Tourette's result in slamming doors, etc?
It might be a Tourette's/OCD thing.
OK, now the maintenance guy is trying to maintain the peace.
He's a nice guy too.
Crap, now I can't hear what they're saying about the noise.
IOBuildingN, I want to know who has the parrot.
Boing Boing:
What a sad loss. He will be remembered, respected, and missed. NYT obituary. Patti Smith, another personal idol of mine, says of Carroll, "I met him in 1970, and already he was pretty much universally recognized as the best poet of his generation. The work was sophisticated and elegant. He had beauty."
Link has a cool picture of Jim and Patti: [link]
now I can't hear what they're saying about the noise.
Get yer butt out there and eavesdrop!
Wozniacki
kinda fell apart there at the
end of the last set.
I give the match to Clijsters.
I really wish they'd stop mentioning Henin. Surely there's something else to talk about. Uh, that isn't Serena.