Quiet day enjoying something I have learned to hate

I love and hate bowling. I love it because it can be so much fun, and I despise it because it is another way I can beat myself up. Why isn't my average higher, why am I releasing wrong, why does the ball have such a long hang time? yes, I am serious... It is so strange; I could be beaten by a million people at any sport or game and really not care. But if I don't do as good as or better than I have before, it haunts me. Photo of the day is one I tried to capture of my brother bowling an awesome game. I was later told that my few photos and use of flash had disturbed league bowlers. It's a shame because I was disturbed by the weird drunk guy beside us who claimed to be new at bowling with his personal bowling ball, bag, and shoes. Anyways, thanks to my brother for an interesting, fun day. Yes, I am really aware that I am too aware of people around me. But I see everything, every little thing gets to me. It is a shame that I am so uptight. It isn't who I want to be.

So, today was the promised review of the TIME articles but that will be slightly delayed. I hope to include tomorrow before work.

song: The Postal Service: Grey's Anatomy sdtk: Such great heights