love means nothing

chris and i played tennis monday afternoon with some friends. it was a great time. chris pretended {key word here is pretended} he was andre agassi and i was maria sharipova. we played a couple of quick rounds before leaving to watch the jazz game. my favorite part was when i went to backhand the ball really hard and missed it completely...twice! the scoring system in tennis is great...it's one activity where you don't want love.