Happy birthday, Renji. You'll have to come find me to get your present. I promise it will be worth it.

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Day three...no tennis.

Yoga is not a good idea.

If anyone is interested, we have wii tennis, I'll attempt to share the couch with you and perhaps desserts can be ordered from the kitchen. Basically, I've caught a case of cabin fever and I'm looking for the cure through company.

Suspended from play for a week... The doctor is kidding, right? I'm doing it because I know it's better to take precaution the chance losing tennis all together (which is a dramatic worst case scenario that will never happen). But I hope he knows this week is going to be hell. I didn't actually throw my back out.

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Eleven days until Rome which means training has doubled. Nothing can quite compare with the feeling of burning muscles from tennis. Bunta, I hate to break it to you but because of Eyjafjallajökull's eruption we might not make it to Paris, all flights there have been canceled. I know your heart broken. Instead of Macaroons we'll have to figure out ( Read more... )

I refuse to acknowledge this cough.

To my roommates, I'll be working on the current potted plant mess out on the patio soon. I'm still designing the layout that I want for the garden. In other words, don't touch. :)

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According to the newest headlines on the gossip magazines, "Atobe Keigo has a new lover." Thank goodness, that means I'm off the hook. The accompanying picture was interesting. Take care of him Shishido. I'm going to go "Drowned my sorrows in tennis." As the magazine suggests I might be doing. :)