Oct. 27th, 2006

So. Practice this morning. As usual, few show up. We're doing a pace line, skating around at arms-length distance. I am in front. Behind me are two other girls who know one another well, and they're chatting. The hindmost gets closer to the girl just behind me, and puts her hand on the girl's hip to let her know she's too close. "Oooh, touch me," the girl in front coos.
I laugh. "Jeez, what's going on back there?" I ask. "No, I don't want to know."
"Hey," I say, "is that going to be our team theme?" Roller derby team uniforms usually have a theme-- the most famous are the Hell Marys down in Austin, who wear short plaid skirts and are "Catholic Schoolgirls Gone Wrong". "We can be phone sex operators. That'd be funny."
A moment of shocked silence.
"I didn't think I'd told you about that," the girl behind me says, a little surprised.
"I used to be a phone sex operator," she says.
"For real. I really was."
"Holy shit. I was kidding."
"It was good money."
"You didn't know?" the girl behind her asks me.

For the curious, we did ask how one writes "Phone Sex Operator" on a resume, and her answer was a simple, "You don't."

In other news I keep seeing these huge spiders in my front windows. I guess they're reproaching me for not decorating for Halloween. But I don't think I'll be home Halloween night and we don't get trick-or-treaters anyway.

The NaNo novel plot is coming together extremely well. I wish I didn't have to do any more work this week. I'm very sleepy, as practice was an hour earlier this morning than usual. I'm just... ugh. Tired. Don't really have time for a nap though. At least I showered.



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