So what am I doing wrong? Instead of PTD, I suffer Post Tournament Panic! Coming back from Mixed Nats, I've got this huge list of stuff to get done. I mean its Thursday now and I still haven't unpacked my suitcase!
So the blog's been a little quiet. But here's a photo of the Supreme Bad-Ass Overlord of Queensland Ultimate, Mr Dusty Czok:

And the Super Happy Lounge Lizards - 21st at Mixed Nats 2007!

3 comments:
I often find that "during" tournaments I get a little depressed often thinking about how I sort of lose touch of what is happening back in real life and how the other plans and goals I had been working towards are being put on the back burner whilst competing at the tournament.
But then when I get home I'm often too exhausted to get straight back into reality and often find it takes a day or two of doing nothing before I'm back in the swing of things.
So I suffer PTD as well as DTD.
Dusty is the muthafuckin' king, I tell ya! The muthafuckin' KING!
The Lizards are certainly more attractive than Booty (except for Bretty of course).
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