Thursday Thoughts
Ew that alliteration was brutally uncreative.
Geocities is welfare web hosting. Certain emails dont contain certain photos because a certain webhosting site is dumb...but emails from me should work now, if you look at them again. Steve Willows, oh commodifier of my likeness, help me with my internet sorrows.
Jordan's team got a huge break today and despite a loss, the 2nd best team in the country is out, and Jordan's team is in the semis. Semis tomorrow, Finals Saturday. Any win would be amazing. My bro's doing great though. And WOW, he is fast. He could race an NHLer and lose respectably. You know what I mean.
My new work (feels good to say it) emailed me asking for pics and stuff from this tournament. What a sweet gig. Seriously, so thankful. I love the chance to be creative and compose narratives on life and just work with that mindset. Who knows if journalism is the vocation to really achieve my inspirations but it's exciting to pursue for now.
Flowers elbowed me in the face on Sunday and busted my lip and it stings like a bitch daily. The inner part of a lip, so wet and actively contorting, is a slow and annoying healing process. Frik sometimes it'll sting when I'm trying to eat and it's like my whole world is not worth it, all I want in life is to cover the bitch in Orajel and numb the pain...NUMB IT. I'm a complainer though. And Flowers didnt do it on purpose. We were playing roller hockey and I had a bad case of dangleitice and things happen.
Oh Justin guess what: me and Trevor saw Scary Movie 4 today and I love the part where the two black guys are arguing about the logic behind the phrase "found missing" and they resolve it and are like "damn...that's some plausible shit right there!" "ya baby i'm gonna myspace that" and then of course anna farris is a genius at being a dummy.
Me and Trevor keep doing this $1.00 "Chuck-a-Puck" contest during the intermission of the games, where you have to throw a rubber puck from the bleachers into a car's open doors or trunk at centre ice...and we've failed EVERY TIME...ALL WEEK. we might only have one more chance tomorrow. we dont even care about the prize, some hockey bag, we care about the dignity of WINNING A CHILD'S GAME.
oh crap i forgot to make my first round NHL predictions...in lieu of that, I'll make my Tuesday night hockey predictions for the remainder of the season, until June:
- Chris will return and finally score a breakaway goal and will go back to the half visor
- Robbie T will wear the opposite jersey of me every single time he plays
- Hagan will hit Flowers really hard one night but Flowers will score 8+ goals in the same game.
- Andy will score a beauty coast to coaster but will follow it up with a brutal celebration...like a smiling fistpump
- Ben App's will again forget that it's no contact hockey and level the short phillipino guy and feel really really bad
- Austin will just lose it.
- Dale will score on his girlfriend (she's a future olympic women's hockey goalie...seriously...like 2010...seriously)
geez louise
Geocities is welfare web hosting. Certain emails dont contain certain photos because a certain webhosting site is dumb...but emails from me should work now, if you look at them again. Steve Willows, oh commodifier of my likeness, help me with my internet sorrows.
Jordan's team got a huge break today and despite a loss, the 2nd best team in the country is out, and Jordan's team is in the semis. Semis tomorrow, Finals Saturday. Any win would be amazing. My bro's doing great though. And WOW, he is fast. He could race an NHLer and lose respectably. You know what I mean.
My new work (feels good to say it) emailed me asking for pics and stuff from this tournament. What a sweet gig. Seriously, so thankful. I love the chance to be creative and compose narratives on life and just work with that mindset. Who knows if journalism is the vocation to really achieve my inspirations but it's exciting to pursue for now.
Flowers elbowed me in the face on Sunday and busted my lip and it stings like a bitch daily. The inner part of a lip, so wet and actively contorting, is a slow and annoying healing process. Frik sometimes it'll sting when I'm trying to eat and it's like my whole world is not worth it, all I want in life is to cover the bitch in Orajel and numb the pain...NUMB IT. I'm a complainer though. And Flowers didnt do it on purpose. We were playing roller hockey and I had a bad case of dangleitice and things happen.
Oh Justin guess what: me and Trevor saw Scary Movie 4 today and I love the part where the two black guys are arguing about the logic behind the phrase "found missing" and they resolve it and are like "damn...that's some plausible shit right there!" "ya baby i'm gonna myspace that" and then of course anna farris is a genius at being a dummy.
Me and Trevor keep doing this $1.00 "Chuck-a-Puck" contest during the intermission of the games, where you have to throw a rubber puck from the bleachers into a car's open doors or trunk at centre ice...and we've failed EVERY TIME...ALL WEEK. we might only have one more chance tomorrow. we dont even care about the prize, some hockey bag, we care about the dignity of WINNING A CHILD'S GAME.
oh crap i forgot to make my first round NHL predictions...in lieu of that, I'll make my Tuesday night hockey predictions for the remainder of the season, until June:
- Chris will return and finally score a breakaway goal and will go back to the half visor
- Robbie T will wear the opposite jersey of me every single time he plays
- Hagan will hit Flowers really hard one night but Flowers will score 8+ goals in the same game.
- Andy will score a beauty coast to coaster but will follow it up with a brutal celebration...like a smiling fistpump
- Ben App's will again forget that it's no contact hockey and level the short phillipino guy and feel really really bad
- Austin will just lose it.
- Dale will score on his girlfriend (she's a future olympic women's hockey goalie...seriously...like 2010...seriously)
geez louise
posted by chong at 10:36 p.m.
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