I guess I might be a bad girlfriend and maybe even a bad Canadian because I don't particularly like hockey and I don't get excited about going out to watch it and I can't talk about or discuss players or any of that stuff that good girlfriend/wife type chicks can do. I can't even fake it because I just don't have a clue about any of it and although I can watch it without whining or whatever I just don't get it at all.
wow a little deep conditioning and a trim would do wonders....I'm ready to play the scarecrow for god's sake.
I don't even know if I exactly know who's in the playoffs, Vancouver and umm, Boston maybe? Yeah, I think that's right. I only remember/recognize player names from like the 80's and maybe early 90's, don't even know why that would be. These days I just hear a bunch of names that sound like some kind of European circus show and they don't register as anything recognizable. We had a couple of players learning English at the school I used to work at, so I know who they are, but that's about it.
So yeah, there's that. Good story I guess, better told by someone with storytelling skills and an attention span. Those boys are young and rich and getting into trouble now, the pay-off of a Russian hockey program I suppose.
On the other hand with the hockey watching thing, I can drink and hang with your buds and eat wings or pizza or nachos or whatever other garbage food you wanna serve up and do all the other stuff around that bar/hockey ritual, pretty much down.
Anyway, I want to have fun tonight, I want to go out and be free and enjoy and feel some carefree and my eyes are tearing up as I write this because I am so stressed about things and bad news came about a loan amount I owe and things feel so HEAVY (one of the best 60's/70's type words ever, so accurate as a description/feeling) and I can't help but think that everytime I dig out a bit and think I see the sun something comes along to tip that cow but I don't want to be that person, I really DON'T, the pessimist and all that, I hate that.
Come listen to music with me, get a little high, yeah, those are my evening plans.






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