I like it, you are a good teamwork

Today I was supposed to go to a practice, but I was out too late and had to work. I realize that this is a poor excuse, but I really had a full plate today, and early morning (10:00 AM) practices really don't gel with me. I worked at the bookstore for convocation, selling flowers, watches and other stuff. I was working with my squash partner and good friend Brenden, and he was busy studying for the GRE. Brenden is quite a smart fellow.

He has scored incredibly high on the qualitative portion of the GRE, but is at best lacking in confidence and prowess for the quantitative section, with is math. Today and tomorrow, I am tasked with helping him with mental math. We're going to conquer that multiplication table old school style, all day.

"It's okay to be completely wrong, Winston."

After work, which he and I mostly spent working on math, we went to the Elephant & Castle and worked on math. Tomorrow will be much of the same, with a squash round with Tom thrown in, as well as (hopefully) an indoor soccer game, given some work shuffling. after the squash and soccer, I go ref again, but this time with Brenden and multiplication tables in tow.

I reffed dodgeball tonight, and I managed to play a whole hour. You want tough? Try an hour straight of that with no breaks, drunk. I feel like somebody beat me up, but the good kind of beat up. A good example of this is when a girl really likes you so she shows that to you by beating you.

Oddly enough, I got the dodgeball gym a little early, and there were some guys playing futsal. I saw a guy I knew, and he was signing up a team. Unfortunately, the team was full, so I signed up as a single and will be thrown onto some random team. The guy wanted me to show my stuff, so I threw on my shoes and played five minutes. I didn't make a fool out of myself while drunk, and in fact I was pretty surprised about my showing. These guys were four of these five things: pretty cool, pretty good, pretty talkative, and pretty foreign, and robots. And such is the situation where the title of today's post is courtesy. I get the strange feeling that this will propel my game to interesting places.

Also, in other news/a slightly inebriated stupor, I earlier discovered that others' problems help your problems more than any sort of problem remedy.

Now to make mental math tables!

Now with more* pictures to come.

*Note: Not necessarily more.