Today I got lost in charlottesville, which I guess is to be expected when my sister is the one giving you directions anywhere. Somebody tell me who lives in a place for almost a year and doesn't know the street names? A question that you really have to wrap your mind around. Not only that be then she has the nerve to get mad at me for being late. As if I was suppose to grasp everything the one time she showed me how to get there as she is flying through the city, talking on her cell phone, and pointing to random buildings that I am suppose to remember as she turns corners.
"Brandon, I don't know the names of the damn streets, I just know how to get to work." Well let me tell you that really does me a lot of good. Especially when I am at the corner of Richmond and Long street, which just so happens to be about 3 minutes away from your job, but I might as well be on the other side of the country for all you know, because you just don't know street names. Good times my friends.
Then to wrap up the day we went to softball practice for her work team, where through the whole practice I was just waiting for the music from the Bad New Bears to kick on as balls when between people legs, flying past their heads, and as people chased down more balls than I've seen since my T-ball days. To say that we are going to be bad, would probably be an insult to bad teams. There was actually a guy on the team that was holding the bat as if it were a cricket paddle. I can't wait to get this time with all the wrong stuff on the field for what will be the ultimate shit show. I know that it is gonna be an absolute blast getting our asses kicked every game and watching my sister fall all over herself and watching the ball catch her, but playing on a team like this makes me wish we were playing in a league that gave out butterflies and rainbows to the teams because everyone is a winner.
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