In which Sarah declares her love for Roller Derby and bemoans her inside leg muscles.

1. I fucking LOVE roller derby. Yesterday we got to tussle a bit too which was super neat, except I was then tickled by Emi from the other team...? THAT'S not Derby. I only fell over once and skated fast and my T-stops are way better and knee stops fucking rock. I have NO new haematomas.
2. But I do have rather tender inner leg muscles, right up by my *ahem*.
3. Shannon started working on the sound for the Radio Documentary which was terribly exciting - listening to bits of the audio was fab; sounds awesome and suddenly it felt as though it was tangible as oppose to a mere concept conceived over beer.
4. Very exciting storm last night: raining in my room again, and this time out of the light fixture. So, I'll be attempting to sort that out today. And if I don't have some movement on the issue I'm going to pepper a post with the name of the property agents so that when they're Googled my post defaming them will appear on the top of the search and their name will be MUD. Mwah ha ha ha ha ha ha. But really, it's really unsafe.