Losing battle

My body is in Salina. I’m trying so damn hard not to think about a particular Buffalo Wild Wings about 185 miles to the east, and in particular, one employee.

I’m not winning. I want to cry. Again. I want to throw something. I do NOT want to punch anyone, because (a) nobody deserves it and (b) I don’t need any more trouble than what I have right now.

About David

I am a sportswriter for a group of weekly newspapers in small towns across northern Kansas. I grew up in New Orleans, went to college at LSU and wandered in the wilderness until Hurricane Katrina finally put me on the path to my current job.

Posted on January 12, 2015, in Personal. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. You can do this — get through tonight and tomorrow first.
    Is your column ready to send?
    After this BOE, I’m headed back to the office. I have all my bktball pics ready to place, and I have several things to write tonight…
    That’s what I’m concentrating on (instead of my husband being such a jerk all last week)

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