Today was one of those days where all kinds of people phone and tell me long involved stories. Unfortunately some of those callers were guards explaining why they couldn't come to work. So I watched the detainees all day, too. I worked through lunch, and finally convinced someone to come in and take over from me at 5:45 so I could go curling. We lost by one rock. Wah.
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I still don't really get the scoring of curling. I really don't get curling at all, actually. Yeah, no. Not at all.
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