Clearly, I can forgive Mom for having me haul her around Coldwater and missing the first 2.6 periods of the game, as Olauson had a beauty of an OT winner. But then when your team has 42 shots compared to their paltry 21, you should expect to win. Anyway, now I feel like I want to embrace all the puppies of the world. Or maybe kittens. Heck, whatever baby ferrets are called; I can embrace all…well, maybe not the porcupines, but you get the picture.
In a little over four hours, I’ll have to do the errand thing yet again. At least there’s two days off between this last game and next. I feel like I could use the rest. Oh well, more on all that at a later time. It’s time for me to curl up on my sofa and sleep again.
Oh, and because I want to do it, here’s that dictator quiz thingy:
And one more thing: must DIE for what she did in . Fuck up my friends page with her insanely stupid long greetings, posted THRICE!! >:O Let’s use her remains as food to punish similar dopes.