10pm
Ferrer has changed into fluorescent pink shirt. Nadal still hitting winners like a crazy person. Oh gosh, that shirt is really blinding.
10:03pm
I get the feeling this is eating my interwebs...
10:06pm
Line-seeking missiles. Pewpewpewpewpew.
10:11pm
IT'S JAY-Z. COMPLETE WITH A BACKWARDS GANGSTA CAP AND EVERYTHING. HE'S IN PARIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
10:21pm
NOOOOOOOOO. NOOOOO. NOT THE RAIN. FLIP. GAH. INVEST IN A FLIPPING ROOF PARIS.
11:04pm
We're resuming play...................soon.............zzzzzzzzz. Very, very sleepy. So what happened today? Accounting exam in morning. Stalked around city/uni for an hour or so with a black cloud over my head. French exam in a lecture theatre. Arm hurts from much writing. May have job at a law firm. Shall see, shall see. Went to Chaddy. My brain is really spongey. Was still stalking around with a black cloud until Mahi texted me. See? It's all you need.
"Feature unique to this sport. Televised coverage of the warm-ups."
JAY-Z!!!!
Gentle poc. Poc. Poc. Poc. Poc. Warming up. Fun times.
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