Midlife Crisis

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kneeshooter


	Midlife Crisis
	I could have been 20 years older - there I was in brand my new trainers, baggy t-shirt with smartarse logo on it and shorts that were probably a bit too tight for me - going red and puffing my way around the squash court dodging projectiles smashed in my direction by an attractive young lady who knew the game better than me. Squash is one of those games people only come back to after a break, and mainly when they reach the point where they're not quite ready for the golf club but want to do some kind of activity without admitting that they're any less fit than they were when they were 21. Still, I even won a game, which is surprising, and didn't have a single heart attack. That can only be good. Current Mood: tired

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	From: grendelchild	Date: May 3rd, 2003 10:47 am (UTC)		(Link)

You know, she probably let you win out of pity...

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	From: kneeshooter	Date: May 3rd, 2003 10:54 am (UTC)		(Link)
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I hope not. My ego can always do with encouragement!

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	From: lupercal	Date: May 3rd, 2003 12:28 pm (UTC)		(Link)

My dad used to mercilessly thrash me at squash for years and years and years.. funnily he stopped playing when I hit puberty.. maybe I should ask him for a re-match.. *plots*

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	From: kneeshooter	Date: May 3rd, 2003 12:32 pm (UTC)		(Link)

When playing Sarah I can to a certain degree make up for skill with just hitting the ball hard - I seem to manage to get my (more than her's) bodyweight behind the ball.

However, soon I then transform into the blustering fool careering headlong across the court into the wall, 5 seconds after the ball passed my location.

We could start playing down south - I'd be up for it! We can play doubles with you, me, Phil and his beard...

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	From: lupercal	Date: May 3rd, 2003 12:53 pm (UTC)		(Link)

By by then we'll *all* have beards..

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	From: kneeshooter	Date: May 3rd, 2003 01:04 pm (UTC)		(Link)

We must remember to tell John, Matt, Matt and Cam.

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	From: lupercal	Date: May 3rd, 2003 01:20 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Hopilites too? Sure the physical presence and demeanor of a beard denotes, nay, begs a certain level of authority..

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	From: kneeshooter	Date: May 3rd, 2003 01:27 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Good point. The next question would then be who to exclude on principle... You? Jarane?

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	From: lupercal	Date: May 3rd, 2003 02:18 pm (UTC)		(Link)

watch it, Divis, you ain't all that an a bag of chips ya know, girlfriend. (does the little wiggle head thing, whilst holding up his right hand)

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	From: kneeshooter	Date: May 3rd, 2003 02:34 pm (UTC)		(Link)

I just hope you know what you mean cos I'm completely lost...

And the rest of the world is asking why we're not having this conversation via IM.

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	From: westernind	Date: May 3rd, 2003 02:58 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Don't mind us, just go ahead.
And I don't know what he's going on about either. Daddy or chips?

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	From: kneeshooter	Date: May 3rd, 2003 03:06 pm (UTC)		(Link)

I was with him up until his last comment - we were chatting online the other night and decided that all proper Quaesitors clearly needed to follow Cicero's lead and wear a paint brush on our face:

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Then I got lost...

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	From: eldelphia	Date: May 5th, 2003 02:52 am (UTC)		(Link)

*blinks* 'Don't mind me, nothing to see here... just leaving.' *legs it out the door*

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	13 lies or Lie to me