Today I have to go get my head shrunk in the morning and my cervix scraped in the afternoon. Shoulda registered with a dentist; I could've gone for the hat-trick.

This evening I think I will kill zombies on the PS2 and drink.

Nope! This evening it's hot, violent chicks on wheels, aka roller derby. Day's looking up already.

You "play" capoeira. You don't fight, or spar. And I cannot hear the phrase "do you want to play?" without blushing and giggling.