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01/18/2003 entry: "Not that I'm comparing myself to Robin Hood..."

I remembered what else I was going to write about last night!

I saw this sign up sheet by my RA's door, that said "Ping Pong Sign-up". But I had no idea what that really meant, because the flyers weren't up til just today. There's a singles Ping Pong tournament. Let me say that again...

There's a singles Ping Pong tournament.

One thing you may not know about me, is that Ping Pong tournaments to me, are like archery contests to Robin Hood. I absolutely can't resist them. Even if the Sheriff of Nottingham / Prince John are going to kill me there. I hope they aren't...

Well, regardless, I still haven't made up my mind about signing up yet. I'll wait and see. There is a gift certificate in it for the winner. To where, I don't know. Ah well.

If I do sign up, I'm going to need a band of merry men, and an insider to warn me, and then cheer me on. At least, that's how I think it's supposed to go.