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romanticalLast night we had a bb!hockey game that ended with us winning in overtime and a bunch of the other team's fans being awful to our team, and our teams just celebrated at them, smiling, laughing, and everything and it was delightful. Today the team posted an instagram saying "the real win was the friends we made along the way" and god, I love my team.
I'm second-guessing a thing I want to do, but I think I'm going to do it anyway. I don't know. Ugh. Feelings and stuff.
I need to go do some stuff that I didn't do yesterday while I was out because I didn't think a bout them, which sucks because I mostly just want to sit around in my PJs and nap and be on the internet. I'm supposed to be finishing up a book a friend loaned me, but it's not really doing anything for me. I'm over halfway though, so I shall persevere.
Connor Storrie was on SNL last night and...wow. SNL is awful. I mean, it's been bad in the past, but this was bad. Nothing made me laugh except Connor's stripper routine, which was something he did years ago in clown school/college/whatever. And I did love Hudson Williams being there to support his boy. They are adorable and I hope they love each other forever. There's something so lovely about people meeting and connecting on a show. It reminds me of Michelle Williams and Busy Phillips. Ugh. Friendship is the best.
Car ended up costing 5K, dental surgery was another 2K. February was a very expensive month. I also discovered Crooked Spoon ice cream which is $7.50 for a pint, but wow. Delicious.
Now I should do the errands for mundane stuff like buy new underwear, and buy gas cards for the players, and a bag for part of a very, very, very late Christmas present, and some brown paper bags for a booster club thing. I need more weekend days. And sleep days. Or better self-control. Something like that.
I'm second-guessing a thing I want to do, but I think I'm going to do it anyway. I don't know. Ugh. Feelings and stuff.
I need to go do some stuff that I didn't do yesterday while I was out because I didn't think a bout them, which sucks because I mostly just want to sit around in my PJs and nap and be on the internet. I'm supposed to be finishing up a book a friend loaned me, but it's not really doing anything for me. I'm over halfway though, so I shall persevere.
Connor Storrie was on SNL last night and...wow. SNL is awful. I mean, it's been bad in the past, but this was bad. Nothing made me laugh except Connor's stripper routine, which was something he did years ago in clown school/college/whatever. And I did love Hudson Williams being there to support his boy. They are adorable and I hope they love each other forever. There's something so lovely about people meeting and connecting on a show. It reminds me of Michelle Williams and Busy Phillips. Ugh. Friendship is the best.
Car ended up costing 5K, dental surgery was another 2K. February was a very expensive month. I also discovered Crooked Spoon ice cream which is $7.50 for a pint, but wow. Delicious.
Now I should do the errands for mundane stuff like buy new underwear, and buy gas cards for the players, and a bag for part of a very, very, very late Christmas present, and some brown paper bags for a booster club thing. I need more weekend days. And sleep days. Or better self-control. Something like that.
