We got our asses beat in softball last night.

It's tourney time. We started off ok. When the #1 seeded team forfeited to us. We are the Champions! But then we had to actually play a game three hours later. My team of Masterbatters totally bombed. Our fielding normally rocks. But last night, we had so many errors, I lost count. People were getting overexcited and just throwing shit around. We were losing 29 to 1 by the fifth inning. Ouch indeed. But we rallied. We got completely around the lineup and changed the score to 29 to 9. It's ridiculous. I didn't even stick around to see who was going to show up. I know, great manager skills. But I was tired and about ready to cry. I spent the game running around the infield backing up every base and covering home. Pitching sucks. We play next week at 7:30 and I'm not sure if we're going to have enough people to play. I may not be able to be there because of work. Stupid overnight trips. Pity. We've improved so much over the year, I just really wanted to show it off.

In other news, the situation my old roommate/best friend have with our old landlord may get resolved in court. You can't charge us a half months rent because you couldn't rent the place out. You can't charge us for painting the walls because that is your responsibility after everytime someone moves out. You can't charge us for carpet cleaning when it wasn't specified before we moved in. Or we have 14 days to adjust to new rules...but you never supplied us new rules.

People piss me off.