Lazy Sunday Morning

Ain't got much today.

Woke up at 10; made waffles and now we're sitting in the living room watching the French Open final; Federer vs. Nadal. I want Federer to win because he's never won the French Open and Nadal looks like this weird cro-magnon missing link. And I don't like the longish "man-pris" he plays in. Fuck. Nadal just won...

The Dutchman is a huge tennis fan (and quite a good player himself) and he screams at the television just like someone watching the Super Bowl. It's very funny.

Today I will make up the other syllabus for fall and then I'll be largely done (with the exception of some photocopying of extra texts, etc.)!

Life is good.

[Addendum: Random Conversation During the French Open Between Medieval Woman and the Dutchman]

MW: So, how much do these guys get if they win the tournament?

TD: Oh, I guess somewhere in the neighborhood of $800,000.

MW: ?!?

TD: Federer has won 10 of the past 15 big tournaments he's played in.

MW: God, I hope he's investing his money well.

TD: (laughs) Because otherwise he'll be in big financial trouble? Babe, he's one of the best players in the world!

MW: Well, look at MC Hammer!!! How the mighty have fallen!

TD: How could you ever draw that comparison??

MW: ...

TD: ...

MW: Why do they grunt so much when they hit the ball? When I finally crawled out of bed this morning and heard you watching TV, I thought for a second you were watching porn...