hardwired to conceive

I've been spending more of my time around work these days. Mainly to spend time with her. We have a blast together; she is always smiling and laughing, telling me how fun I am. I ensured her that after a while my little witticisms get old but she doesn't believe me.
Last night was my first volleyball game of the summer. I'm playing in a bar league which means its about 30% volleyball and 70% drinking. We lost this first one. I gave up quite a few points but had fun doing it. In a moment of drunken enlightenment and after several failed attempts at thinking of a team name I wrote TBA on our sheet and handed it in. The name stayed.
It's about 20 degrees colder that is should be for this time of the year.