i slurred my words
At my second ever NHL hockey game, I got to witness Mats hat-tricking it up, and the Leafs taking it with 11 seconds left in the Sudden Death portion of the night's programming.
I was a little tipsy, the crowd was a little excited, the little boy behind us was a little adorable, and all of these factors added up to make for an awesome night out on the town.
"You suck, RED!" - Everyone turns around. So embarrassing.
A new book rests in the new awesomely cute purse I stole from my sister. My assignment, due on February 1st, FINALLY finds its way to its resting place in my Professor's fax inbox. Thoughts of a new adventure this weekend successfully invade every waking moment since my alarm went off. And a phone call from a new prospect I'd given up for dead makes me smile (and stop, and think).
At one point, I realize that if I was struck down by lightning right now, there's not a single moment of today I would've regretted or wanted to change.
And yesterday wasn't half bad, either. Playing some pick-up football, seeing that guy peeing in the bushes, hearing **rren's version of "dashing through the snow", and exchanging girlish squeals with **stine over talk about boys - it was just so cute.
Spring is so totally in the air, and I so totally suffer from seasonal affective (depressive) disorder that it's not even funny.
I can't even begin to explain how much better (inexplicable, really) life has gotten in the last month. It's totally all the sunshine. What else could it be?
I was a little tipsy, the crowd was a little excited, the little boy behind us was a little adorable, and all of these factors added up to make for an awesome night out on the town.
"You suck, RED!" - Everyone turns around. So embarrassing.
A new book rests in the new awesomely cute purse I stole from my sister. My assignment, due on February 1st, FINALLY finds its way to its resting place in my Professor's fax inbox. Thoughts of a new adventure this weekend successfully invade every waking moment since my alarm went off. And a phone call from a new prospect I'd given up for dead makes me smile (and stop, and think).
At one point, I realize that if I was struck down by lightning right now, there's not a single moment of today I would've regretted or wanted to change.
And yesterday wasn't half bad, either. Playing some pick-up football, seeing that guy peeing in the bushes, hearing **rren's version of "dashing through the snow", and exchanging girlish squeals with **stine over talk about boys - it was just so cute.
Spring is so totally in the air, and I so totally suffer from seasonal affective (depressive) disorder that it's not even funny.
I can't even begin to explain how much better (inexplicable, really) life has gotten in the last month. It's totally all the sunshine. What else could it be?
posted by captain obvious at 1:37 a.m.
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