shreveport, louisiana

this past week has been a whirlwind. i was visiting friends in boston when i got a call for a job in shreveport, louisiana. the next day, which was this past thursday, i left boston; on friday, ran a whole bunch of errands that included an optometrist appointment for new contact lenses and involved walking over 40 blocks in manhattan (there was no form of transportation that's worth waiting for when walking from point A to point B takes only 15 minutes...i just had a lot of destinations to hit...); flew out to shreveport today, saturday. all happened in 3 days. i don't know ANYONE on this crew. the person who called is a friend of a friend. but i have a good feeling about this and think i'll get along with everyone. after all, my department consists of all guys, except for one person who does her own thing and doesn't sound like someone i'd interact with as much as the guys.

oh yeah, not to mention the unc-usc game last night. how awesome for unc to come back from a 16-point deficit and be classy about it, holding the ball during the last 7 seconds instead of scoring and hugging the other team as the clock ticked down to the final buzzer. for a moment there, i hid my face in my hands in disbelief that we were down by double digits in the second half: "why is this happening?!" my sister and i screamed so much that i wouldn't have been surprised if our neighbors had called the cops. after half time, the intensity was so high with the deficit that we were on our feet for the rest of the game. as the game played on, my sister noticed we were inching towards the television: "as if us moving closer to the television is going to help," to quote my sister. well, maybe it did. but more likely, thanks to roy williams playing the deep bench, we had the energy to take over as usc's endurance dwindled. our zeal came back, and two minutes into the second half, we dictated the game. this is why unc is #1.