THEY LOST THE PUCK IN THE GOALIE'S PANTS?!?!?!
I do not ever want to learn the truth of what happened in this game, I am so happy to imagine it based on y'all's descriptions/reactions.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
THEY LOST THE PUCK IN THE GOALIE'S PANTS?!?!?!
I do not ever want to learn the truth of what happened in this game, I am so happy to imagine it based on y'all's descriptions/reactions.
Losing the puck in his pants sounds like such a euphemism. For what, I have no idea...
So annoyed at myself. Got in to town last night and my friend canceled on me for dinner. I was exhausted and took a nap, and woke up groggy and gross feeling, and eventually got some dinner. Decided is work out in the morning--there's a river trail nearby and the hotel has awesome fancy treadmills. Instead, thunder like crazy right before my alarm, I turned it off for 30 more minutes sleep. Bleh. At least I'm going home tonight.
I am dead in the water at work; one of our main servers on campus went down. I can't get into my e-mail or the shared drive where all my work resides, which also means our printers are down. I hand wrote calendars for the conference rooms. Oy.
I'm up, breakfasted, and have been in the office for an hour already and all I can think of is closing tomorrow. I have too much work to do to be distracted, but...but...I want tomorrow to be NOW.
Today is my Friday and I was up late due to hockey shenanigans, so I need to find the force of will to get things done today in order for me to fuck off on vacation until Tuesday.
Don't wish your life away, Suzi. Sufficient unto the day blah blah blah
She said while noting that this week is already a million years long. What's up with that, my perception of the passage of time?
FIRE PRETTY TREES BAD
(sneezes)
It's Earth Day. Which means it's the 20th anniversary of my friend Paul's death (when we were living in San Francisco.) So I'm a bit grumpy. I also need to open up my skull and add a half-dozen teabags and hot water to get rid of the gronk....
I'm sorry, tommyrot. Take care of yourself.
The smoke from a Siberian forest fire is piling up over Utah. I'm headachy and stuffy, and it's not even our gunk out there! Not on, Putin!