my name is not Liz Imbrie

By LizImbrie

cutting

Here you have a saw.

And a tirade about ten pin bowling:

The bowling gods weren't looking favourably upon me tonight. I was stupidly embarrassed, angry at myself, and this close to tears or breaking a bone by kicking a piece of furniture.

Sam, on the other hand played a blinder and kept us in the game enough to get 4 points out of 6. Entries are open for end of league competition - mixed doubles, singles and team. The next challenge is to put this demon behind me as a freak night of bad play and accept that I actually can play.

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