A quick update, re: the debate nonsense — at the tournament on Saturday, my coach took me and “confirno” (his real name is, amusingly enough, convoluted and particularly stupid) aside, where she proceeded to rip him a new asshole and then some, saying she would be within her rights to get him suspended and if he ever does anything again she’ll remove him from the team, etcetera etcetera.  I suspect I’ll still say something at the meeting tomorrow to the club as a whole about respect for your peers and leaders, but I think the situation was resolved as well as it could have been.  Also, the fact that he was wearing the most atrocious suit imaginable on Saturday helped a bit.

Since I’m vaguely on the topic of clothing:  I purchased my first article of argyle anything today.  While in J.Crew, I found a gray sweater, proceeded to fall in love with it, and could not stand to leave the store without it.  Yes, I live in South Florida, yes, sweaters are pretty impractical here, but — you know — it was just one of those “things,” the blips of consumerism that you physically cannot ignore.

To add to my terribly whiny list of things that have gone wrong lately, I’d like to point out that I now have what seems to be another one of those sinus whatever-they-ares.  It isn’t really a sinus infection just yet, but when I’m not on Sudafed, my face feels as though it is going to explode.  And at that, I think I’m going to go medicate myself and sleep.