NBA Finals Game 2 with Nick and Mike

On Friday I had drinks with some people at my old work place. Despite my reluctance in organising this, I was quite looking forward to it on the day. So much so, that I was rather early, getting there at like 5:15pm for a 5:30pm meeting time.

I went in and bought a lemonade. As I waited, I heard a somewhat familiar voice say my full name. I thought it was someone who was here to meet me, but when I turned around I saw that it was Chris. She was with LC, and I spotted Nunjo walking past going to the ATM. Chris made a remark about how I didn't even tell her I was leaving, I made some comment about not wanting attention, and then they seemed to start talking without me. So I excused myself and sat at a table with my lemonade.

I felt a bit 'nigel-lated' so I texted Jishak and Genie to say I was there. Jishak called me and said he was coming over now.

I played around on my phone for a bit more before Jishak and Rez arrived.

Thank God!

We talked a bit before Genie arrived. Everything was going good, we all caught up, I enjoyed my lemonade, and was pretty happy. Jishak said he had a dinner later on but I was cool, as I was open for a quiet and early one anyway.

Then later on, Gonaz shows up. She says something about having come from the bar across the road, and that Powell and that are there and she'll grab them. I said something like "aw, it's alright" and Genie stopped her too, but I didn't hear what she said. Gonaz seemed to acknowledge it and said she'd come back.

Then...THEN...fucking Powell shows up. I thought, "goddamn", honestly, this guy has some fucking guts to show up like this. His mere presence disgusts me. Luckily for me, and unfortunately for Jishak, he stook next to him. We made polite conversation, and sometime later managed to discuss our exit as Gonaz spoke to Powell. After a bit longer, we all made our exit. I did feel a bit sorry for Powell, but, he is a dick.

I walked with Genie and Jishak to the train station, and then went home.

On Saturday morning, I went to the courts and did three sets of slides and dribbling. It was almost as if I wanted to test my fitness. I was pretty tired after that and went home, where I basically napped and bummed around for the rest of the day.

Yesterday I went to the courts again, this time at 7:30am, and finished off the shots I had started the week before. All in all, I made 90 mid-range shots interspersed with three sets of dribbling drills. When I got to the last 20, I was pretty much dead tired, and even thought about quitting, but urged myself on despite aches in both knees.

At night, I met up with G, Shuing and Brain for dinner. I picked up Brain and then met the other two in Chinksford. We went to the same restaurant as last time because their service was good, and we got the same level of service this time as well.

We talked about my date with Lulu, and then G told us about his dad being charged with neg driving, so the rest of the dinner was spent hypothesising about the ramifications of that.

G had to go pick up his mom so we ended dinner at about 8:30pm. Shuing pressured G to come back out, but G was stubborn enough to say no. So the three of us decided to go grab a yoghurt across the road. I found myself bringing up the topic of roulette, and Shuing immediately asked me when I went. I lied and said a few weeks ago (actually that may be the truth). I told them a story of how I once saw some guy bet on every number but two, and then two came up, and he said to the dealer "I hope you die".

After that we were walking to our cars, and somehow we got talking about voluntary redundancies. Then Shuing was like "speaking of that..." and said that Bobby had actually been offered one! I think the evil me had been waiting for this day to come, when his days of earning like $150,000, driving an Audi and living in that apartment would all come to an end, but to be honest, I didn't feel any satisfaction about it. In fact, I may have even felt a bit of sympathy.

So because of such big news, we ended up walking around the block talking about it, and then eventually went to Macca's to talk some more. Here, we learnt that Brain's family has been renting his place all this time, whereas we always thought it was owned. Damn.

We finished up at like 12:30am.

Today I met up with Mike and Nick to watch Game 2 of the NBA Finals between the Spurs and the Heat. Mike was late, so Nick and I watched the first quarter by ourselves. It was good to catch up, and also good to see he hadn't taken Bo's side in things.

Mike arrived later, and I bought them some drinks (although Mike only wanted water), and then later Nick shouted us two pizzas.

The game was disappointing because it was a blow out, but it was good to see that nice clean block by Lebron, even though I go for the Spurs.

We sat around for a while after the game just talking, mainly about basketball. Then we parted ways with Nick, and Mike and I went shopping because I was looking for a new pair of shoes for work. I didn't find anything I like (except one pair which cost $180) but Mike bought a pair for his work.

It was good to be in Chatty as it reminded me (and Mike) of our Panda days, so we talked about Fat Pat a bit.

I'm still sore from yesterday's 90 shots, especially my left arm for some reason.