Shohoku last game
So on Wednesday night I had a late game and stayed back at work. When I finished up, I couldn't help it but text her.
Me @ 19:57 - Domo...are you at work?
Her @ 19:57 - Yeah ..
Me @ 19:58 - Miss me?
Her @ 19:59 - Kkk.. Maybe..
Me @ 20:00 - I think about you sometimes :)
Her @ 20:01 - Kkk me too.. Where a u? Still work?
Me @ 20:04 - Leaving work now to go to basketball...did you see my name in the newspaper?
Her @ 20:05 - No.. What happen?
Me @ 20:05 - Hehe...I will show you next time :)
Her @ 20:08 - Ok...
Me @ 20:10 - Have you had dinner yet?
Her @ 20:11 - Yeah.. Later ..
Thought the convo was dying there so I stopped it before it died.
I went to the gym to jump on the bike, then met Bo at Town Hall and we went to the game together. I was about to tell him about Fat Pat's question of why we had Angelo on our team if we didn't like him, but thought it might make for better conversation on the way back from the game.
It would be our last game for the season. In the back of my mind, I kept telling myself "fuck this, I ain't getting injured in the last minute of the last game again, nah fuck that".
We had seven guys: me, Angelo, Bo, Abi, the two Mikes and Angelo's friend.
To my surprise, Bo scored seven points early on, and at one stage that accounted for over 50% of our points. Even more to my surprise was the fact that Angelo was passing the ball!
It was 'conducive' passing, which means he just facilitated moving the ball around, but it wasn't 'productive' passing, like driving and dishing. Oh well, can't expect too much. I don't know why he did it. Maybe someone had a word to him. Maybe he figured it was the last game of the season. Or maybe he wants to play with us next season.
I ran one fastbreak after getting a loose ball, which led to an Abi basket. I think that was my only successful fastbreak of the season. Wow.
We were tied at halftime, but got run out in the second half. I sat out the last ten minutes of the game even though I wanted to get back in, but I just told myself to be content that I was finishing the season healthy.
I actually can't believe I made it through this season. I still remember at the beginning of the season when I was being real tentative about my knee. At times during games I felt like "fuck this, I'm gonna go all out, even if it hurts me". But I think that is akin to me at the roulette table thinking "oh well, I've lost $800 anyway, what's another $800".
I caught the train back with Bo. He felt like getting a beer. I did feel like celebrating, but had bloody work the next day. That's why I hate late games.
Thursday
We had the 'R U OK?' day morning tea where a lot of people gathered. It was a bit awkward for a moment because I went to Mary's table to get some food and Anne did the obligatory "are you ok?" and I said yes. Then she said "look me in the eyes and say it", which I did, but I felt that by doing it, I was giivng up power. More importantly, I felt like she had picked out something no one else had - that I was a suicide risk. Maybe she just has experience in these things. Sometimes I just get real depressed. Maybe it's common amongst quiet workaholics like me.
Anyway, I was content standing around watching, but soon found DS next to me, and we made some awkward conversation. He told me about a hearing he did once where it was so hot no one wore their jackets. We talked about Hong Kong a bit before I asked if he had seen any movies lately. He mentioned one of his daughters is really sick so they don't get to go out much, but did talk about a French film called Breakers.
Then Paul came over and oh my god that was awkward. I totally didn't know what to say. I saw Moira and silently thought "come over, you can talk about anything", but I had to endure that until Paul left. She did, however, come over later, and Mary joined, which helped the situation. And Michael came over as well. Mary also brightens up when he's around.
I tried to sneak my way over to Maria but she was chatting with her friends. In the end, I just stole a few extra chocolate crackles before going back up to my floor.
At noon, we went for a 'bon voyage' lunch for Mary. It was me, Mary, Clare, Ogre, Moira and Nunjo. On the walk there, we separated into three pairs and I walked with Nunjo. It was kinda just silence for a while. I was half waiting for her to say something, but she never did, so I started a conversation. Seems like she had spent her entire career at our office, and I got the chance to let her know I wasn't as junior as she may have thought. There were a few laughs, but not sure if she was just laughing to be polite.
We went to a little groovy restaurant near the Central station. I think I could definitely take a girl there. I was a little wary of the seating arrangement, but as I was walking last, I had little say, and ended sitting at the end of the table, between Mary and Moira and opposite Nunjo.
The service was a little slow, and since I was still recovering from my cold, I was conscious of my nose. Talk was predominantly amongst the girls, as they mostly talked about which cop Ogre liked. Not much I can add to that really. During the lunch, I did make eye contact with Nunjo a few times. I wonder if it meant anything. The lunch did confirm, however, that she was single. And another thing - she lives in the same suburb as Naby's shop, so I was just imagining her spotting me walking in or walking out.........
Walking back to the office, I walked with Clare and talked about her jogging to work, as I have started to think about doing that. I also talked to Nunjo a bit more and she said she rode her bike sometimes to work in Darwin. Then conversation kinda died after we she said she studied in Lismore.
Friday
I met up with Ele after work. We had been emailing eachother a bit, and I did think to suggest meeting up but refrained. In the end, she suggested it. I met her at the usual place at the usual time. As I was waiting, a hot blonde stood next to me and appeared to be waiting for someone. I saw a lot of guys checking her out. One guy even tried to weakly smiled at her, and had to scurry along when she didn't respond. God that's the guy I NEVER want to be.
Anyway, we started walking down the street, just talking. I noticed we didn't rub shoulders this time, not that I thought it had been deliberate on previous occasions. She told me she had made a mistake at work, transferring $360,000 to the wrong recipient. I said at least it wasn't $2b like that rogue trader in the news recently.
As we approached her pole dancing place, she said she still had time and wanted to keep walking, so I suggested we go to the park across the road. As we were approaching the lights, I caught a last second glimpse at who I thought was Caz. She had looked at me. I didn't have my glasses on but I was pretty sure it was her. As Ele was talking to me, I was distracted the next few moments trying to see where Caz was going. It looked like she went into that pole dancing place. I wonder if she's in Ele's class.
Oh well, too late anyway I suppose. At least she saw you with a chick.
Ele and I ended up standing in the park near some fences. She pulled out a thick coloured book, which was apparently made by her company. She turned to a page showing a photo of her with her team. She kinda looked...fatter in that photo, lol.
Anyway, we crossed the road later on and parted as I went to the gym. I wanted to send Bo a message "go home", fearing he would go drinking, but told myself to have confidence in him.
Saturday
I walked out to Central, getting there at about 9am and called Bo. No answer. Great. He was drunk.
So I caught the train by myself and walked to the stadium. I got there a bit early, and just laid down in the stands playing with my phone. I felt good adn relaxed, even though I realised I had forgotten to do something at work. I hated that feeling. I think I might end up getting into deep shit for it.
Anyway, some guys arrived and we quickly started a full court game. J was on my team and for some reason I expected him to be really good now. He had improved his dribbling and speed while talking the ball up, but nothing else really changed. I wonder if he thought the same about me. I noticed I have been missing my shots lately, probably because I haven't been practising.
During that first game I noticed Fat Pat had arrived. After that game I went to sit with him, and then Mike and Carter arrived. I couldn't wait till the four of us from the original team took court again. We would rule. But we had to wait a while because there were so many people. Even Bo managed to arrive, lol.
Finally we took court...and got smashed. We didn't seem to click, but I at least felt comfortable. Actually I felt a bit pressured to give Fat Pat the ball, because he was here for a limited time only.
We had some lanky geeky idiot as our fifth guy, who ruined everything for us. He hogged it, lost the ball and did everything wrong. I was like "man, wtf?"
Our next game together wasn't much better, but at least we got to reunite once more. If only Dunnycan was there we could've made a whole team.
Fat Pat and J left at noon, but others kept playing. By now a lot of guys were tired, but I still had energy to run fast breaks, and was chucking passes off the glass for Bo and others lol.
Afterwards Jimmy wanted me to go to Macca's with him. I didn't really want to, because I wanted to stay away from fast food and go to the office, but he semi-pleaded so I went. I thought Bo was coming too but he went to Cabramatta for some unknown reason.
The lunch with Jimmy was kinda boring. I had one of those 'tick approved' meals, with like a Filet o'Fish burger, salad and water. Damn that was plain. We just talked about basketball and stuff, nothing spectacular.
I caught the train back to the city and went into the office to do the facts sheet for one of my matters. Kim and Adrianna were also there.
I didn't end up staying long, finishing in about an hour and a half, and left.
Today
I went to the courts in the morning to shoot around. I wanted to get back in touch with my shot, but also wanted to work on the cross over a little bit. I watched a slow motion of AI and paid close attention to his feet. I think I get his feet action wrong, because I always end up dragging one of my feet, making a farting noise on the court.
It was hotter than expected, but I liked it. It felt so peaceful to be the only one there, despite it being like 9:30am. I wasn't very active, just doing random set shots and doing the cross over a few times. I think I got my feet right now. It feels so much better and much more explosive. Can't wait till I try it out more next week.
But I had this annoying cut on the back of my right ankle. Even though I had put a bandaid over it, it kept slipping off, and eventually it came out of my socks. Don't know how. Also, sometimes when I bent to shoot, my right knee hurt a bit. This also happened last time I went to the courts. Hmmm. So those two things kinda made me have a short stay there.
While I was there, I had pretty much decided to see Naby after work. I figured having exchanged messages earlier in the week, now would be the appropriate time to 'catch up'.
I went home, had a shower and caught a bus to the city. I went into the office, and hurriedly completed a brief to counsel. It was done quicker than I expected. At about 1:50pm I called the shop. She was "day off". Hmmm.
I had prepared for this mentally due to experience, but it still felt like such a huge disappointment. I sent her a message.
Me @ 13:49 - Domo...you are day off today?
Despite having mentally prepared for this situation (and having told myself that I'd be better off saving the money anyway), I still felt the sudden urge to go to another shop. I mean, it was just such a let down.
But I checked what movies were on, thinking it'd be better to just catch a movie. However, there was nothing I wanted to see.
As I walked out of the building, I had semi-decided to go get a massage. Maybe I'd see Emily. I wouldn't book though. I'd have the line up. If she was in it and saw me pick someone else, then suck shit for ignoring my message.
But as I was walking there, I changed paths and mind. I had decided to go have a gamble instead. It wasn't out of addiction. It was more done out of boredom and wanting to reduce my credit card debt, even if it was by a little bit. I kept thinking about that quote I had read on the internet: "you don't go broke by getting small margins" and someone else saying you should walk away even if your gain is only $25.
So I went to withdraw $800 and walked to the casino. All the renovations seemed to have been done now. At least for the front entrance. I noticed it was more like a mini-shopping mall now. I'm not so sure if this is a good idea. On the one hand, you could argue it attracts people, but on the other, I figured if people lost all their money, they wouldn't have anymore to buy stuff.
I went in, found an empty table to exchange my cash for $100 chips and went to a different area. I found a table where the croupier was about to spin and saw the last number was 15. I bet on black and third column and........12. Won $100.
I walked around a little bit, not really intending to bet, but I was tempted. I found the cashier and cashed out, then left the goddamn place. As I was walking back to the bus stop, I kept thinking about how shitty I'd feel right now if I had lost that $800. It could've been used to purchase shares, or at least go have a hell of a punting session.
I was lucky. Next time (if there is a next time), I may not be so lucky. But at least, I now reduced my credit card debt by about $80.
Oh, and the Naby thing is over (again), at least until she messages me.
Me @ 19:57 - Domo...are you at work?
Her @ 19:57 - Yeah ..
Me @ 19:58 - Miss me?
Her @ 19:59 - Kkk.. Maybe..
Me @ 20:00 - I think about you sometimes :)
Her @ 20:01 - Kkk me too.. Where a u? Still work?
Me @ 20:04 - Leaving work now to go to basketball...did you see my name in the newspaper?
Her @ 20:05 - No.. What happen?
Me @ 20:05 - Hehe...I will show you next time :)
Her @ 20:08 - Ok...
Me @ 20:10 - Have you had dinner yet?
Her @ 20:11 - Yeah.. Later ..
Thought the convo was dying there so I stopped it before it died.
I went to the gym to jump on the bike, then met Bo at Town Hall and we went to the game together. I was about to tell him about Fat Pat's question of why we had Angelo on our team if we didn't like him, but thought it might make for better conversation on the way back from the game.
It would be our last game for the season. In the back of my mind, I kept telling myself "fuck this, I ain't getting injured in the last minute of the last game again, nah fuck that".
We had seven guys: me, Angelo, Bo, Abi, the two Mikes and Angelo's friend.
To my surprise, Bo scored seven points early on, and at one stage that accounted for over 50% of our points. Even more to my surprise was the fact that Angelo was passing the ball!
It was 'conducive' passing, which means he just facilitated moving the ball around, but it wasn't 'productive' passing, like driving and dishing. Oh well, can't expect too much. I don't know why he did it. Maybe someone had a word to him. Maybe he figured it was the last game of the season. Or maybe he wants to play with us next season.
I ran one fastbreak after getting a loose ball, which led to an Abi basket. I think that was my only successful fastbreak of the season. Wow.
We were tied at halftime, but got run out in the second half. I sat out the last ten minutes of the game even though I wanted to get back in, but I just told myself to be content that I was finishing the season healthy.
I actually can't believe I made it through this season. I still remember at the beginning of the season when I was being real tentative about my knee. At times during games I felt like "fuck this, I'm gonna go all out, even if it hurts me". But I think that is akin to me at the roulette table thinking "oh well, I've lost $800 anyway, what's another $800".
I caught the train back with Bo. He felt like getting a beer. I did feel like celebrating, but had bloody work the next day. That's why I hate late games.
Thursday
We had the 'R U OK?' day morning tea where a lot of people gathered. It was a bit awkward for a moment because I went to Mary's table to get some food and Anne did the obligatory "are you ok?" and I said yes. Then she said "look me in the eyes and say it", which I did, but I felt that by doing it, I was giivng up power. More importantly, I felt like she had picked out something no one else had - that I was a suicide risk. Maybe she just has experience in these things. Sometimes I just get real depressed. Maybe it's common amongst quiet workaholics like me.
Anyway, I was content standing around watching, but soon found DS next to me, and we made some awkward conversation. He told me about a hearing he did once where it was so hot no one wore their jackets. We talked about Hong Kong a bit before I asked if he had seen any movies lately. He mentioned one of his daughters is really sick so they don't get to go out much, but did talk about a French film called Breakers.
Then Paul came over and oh my god that was awkward. I totally didn't know what to say. I saw Moira and silently thought "come over, you can talk about anything", but I had to endure that until Paul left. She did, however, come over later, and Mary joined, which helped the situation. And Michael came over as well. Mary also brightens up when he's around.
I tried to sneak my way over to Maria but she was chatting with her friends. In the end, I just stole a few extra chocolate crackles before going back up to my floor.
At noon, we went for a 'bon voyage' lunch for Mary. It was me, Mary, Clare, Ogre, Moira and Nunjo. On the walk there, we separated into three pairs and I walked with Nunjo. It was kinda just silence for a while. I was half waiting for her to say something, but she never did, so I started a conversation. Seems like she had spent her entire career at our office, and I got the chance to let her know I wasn't as junior as she may have thought. There were a few laughs, but not sure if she was just laughing to be polite.
We went to a little groovy restaurant near the Central station. I think I could definitely take a girl there. I was a little wary of the seating arrangement, but as I was walking last, I had little say, and ended sitting at the end of the table, between Mary and Moira and opposite Nunjo.
The service was a little slow, and since I was still recovering from my cold, I was conscious of my nose. Talk was predominantly amongst the girls, as they mostly talked about which cop Ogre liked. Not much I can add to that really. During the lunch, I did make eye contact with Nunjo a few times. I wonder if it meant anything. The lunch did confirm, however, that she was single. And another thing - she lives in the same suburb as Naby's shop, so I was just imagining her spotting me walking in or walking out.........
Walking back to the office, I walked with Clare and talked about her jogging to work, as I have started to think about doing that. I also talked to Nunjo a bit more and she said she rode her bike sometimes to work in Darwin. Then conversation kinda died after we she said she studied in Lismore.
Friday
I met up with Ele after work. We had been emailing eachother a bit, and I did think to suggest meeting up but refrained. In the end, she suggested it. I met her at the usual place at the usual time. As I was waiting, a hot blonde stood next to me and appeared to be waiting for someone. I saw a lot of guys checking her out. One guy even tried to weakly smiled at her, and had to scurry along when she didn't respond. God that's the guy I NEVER want to be.
Anyway, we started walking down the street, just talking. I noticed we didn't rub shoulders this time, not that I thought it had been deliberate on previous occasions. She told me she had made a mistake at work, transferring $360,000 to the wrong recipient. I said at least it wasn't $2b like that rogue trader in the news recently.
As we approached her pole dancing place, she said she still had time and wanted to keep walking, so I suggested we go to the park across the road. As we were approaching the lights, I caught a last second glimpse at who I thought was Caz. She had looked at me. I didn't have my glasses on but I was pretty sure it was her. As Ele was talking to me, I was distracted the next few moments trying to see where Caz was going. It looked like she went into that pole dancing place. I wonder if she's in Ele's class.
Oh well, too late anyway I suppose. At least she saw you with a chick.
Ele and I ended up standing in the park near some fences. She pulled out a thick coloured book, which was apparently made by her company. She turned to a page showing a photo of her with her team. She kinda looked...fatter in that photo, lol.
Anyway, we crossed the road later on and parted as I went to the gym. I wanted to send Bo a message "go home", fearing he would go drinking, but told myself to have confidence in him.
Saturday
I walked out to Central, getting there at about 9am and called Bo. No answer. Great. He was drunk.
So I caught the train by myself and walked to the stadium. I got there a bit early, and just laid down in the stands playing with my phone. I felt good adn relaxed, even though I realised I had forgotten to do something at work. I hated that feeling. I think I might end up getting into deep shit for it.
Anyway, some guys arrived and we quickly started a full court game. J was on my team and for some reason I expected him to be really good now. He had improved his dribbling and speed while talking the ball up, but nothing else really changed. I wonder if he thought the same about me. I noticed I have been missing my shots lately, probably because I haven't been practising.
During that first game I noticed Fat Pat had arrived. After that game I went to sit with him, and then Mike and Carter arrived. I couldn't wait till the four of us from the original team took court again. We would rule. But we had to wait a while because there were so many people. Even Bo managed to arrive, lol.
Finally we took court...and got smashed. We didn't seem to click, but I at least felt comfortable. Actually I felt a bit pressured to give Fat Pat the ball, because he was here for a limited time only.
We had some lanky geeky idiot as our fifth guy, who ruined everything for us. He hogged it, lost the ball and did everything wrong. I was like "man, wtf?"
Our next game together wasn't much better, but at least we got to reunite once more. If only Dunnycan was there we could've made a whole team.
Fat Pat and J left at noon, but others kept playing. By now a lot of guys were tired, but I still had energy to run fast breaks, and was chucking passes off the glass for Bo and others lol.
Afterwards Jimmy wanted me to go to Macca's with him. I didn't really want to, because I wanted to stay away from fast food and go to the office, but he semi-pleaded so I went. I thought Bo was coming too but he went to Cabramatta for some unknown reason.
The lunch with Jimmy was kinda boring. I had one of those 'tick approved' meals, with like a Filet o'Fish burger, salad and water. Damn that was plain. We just talked about basketball and stuff, nothing spectacular.
I caught the train back to the city and went into the office to do the facts sheet for one of my matters. Kim and Adrianna were also there.
I didn't end up staying long, finishing in about an hour and a half, and left.
Today
I went to the courts in the morning to shoot around. I wanted to get back in touch with my shot, but also wanted to work on the cross over a little bit. I watched a slow motion of AI and paid close attention to his feet. I think I get his feet action wrong, because I always end up dragging one of my feet, making a farting noise on the court.
It was hotter than expected, but I liked it. It felt so peaceful to be the only one there, despite it being like 9:30am. I wasn't very active, just doing random set shots and doing the cross over a few times. I think I got my feet right now. It feels so much better and much more explosive. Can't wait till I try it out more next week.
But I had this annoying cut on the back of my right ankle. Even though I had put a bandaid over it, it kept slipping off, and eventually it came out of my socks. Don't know how. Also, sometimes when I bent to shoot, my right knee hurt a bit. This also happened last time I went to the courts. Hmmm. So those two things kinda made me have a short stay there.
While I was there, I had pretty much decided to see Naby after work. I figured having exchanged messages earlier in the week, now would be the appropriate time to 'catch up'.
I went home, had a shower and caught a bus to the city. I went into the office, and hurriedly completed a brief to counsel. It was done quicker than I expected. At about 1:50pm I called the shop. She was "day off". Hmmm.
I had prepared for this mentally due to experience, but it still felt like such a huge disappointment. I sent her a message.
Me @ 13:49 - Domo...you are day off today?
Despite having mentally prepared for this situation (and having told myself that I'd be better off saving the money anyway), I still felt the sudden urge to go to another shop. I mean, it was just such a let down.
But I checked what movies were on, thinking it'd be better to just catch a movie. However, there was nothing I wanted to see.
As I walked out of the building, I had semi-decided to go get a massage. Maybe I'd see Emily. I wouldn't book though. I'd have the line up. If she was in it and saw me pick someone else, then suck shit for ignoring my message.
But as I was walking there, I changed paths and mind. I had decided to go have a gamble instead. It wasn't out of addiction. It was more done out of boredom and wanting to reduce my credit card debt, even if it was by a little bit. I kept thinking about that quote I had read on the internet: "you don't go broke by getting small margins" and someone else saying you should walk away even if your gain is only $25.
So I went to withdraw $800 and walked to the casino. All the renovations seemed to have been done now. At least for the front entrance. I noticed it was more like a mini-shopping mall now. I'm not so sure if this is a good idea. On the one hand, you could argue it attracts people, but on the other, I figured if people lost all their money, they wouldn't have anymore to buy stuff.
I went in, found an empty table to exchange my cash for $100 chips and went to a different area. I found a table where the croupier was about to spin and saw the last number was 15. I bet on black and third column and........12. Won $100.
I walked around a little bit, not really intending to bet, but I was tempted. I found the cashier and cashed out, then left the goddamn place. As I was walking back to the bus stop, I kept thinking about how shitty I'd feel right now if I had lost that $800. It could've been used to purchase shares, or at least go have a hell of a punting session.
I was lucky. Next time (if there is a next time), I may not be so lucky. But at least, I now reduced my credit card debt by about $80.
Oh, and the Naby thing is over (again), at least until she messages me.
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