Great. Now I’m a REAL dork. I left early from my Aunt’s house to get my asthma tested and it turns out, yes, I have asthma. Probably, a bad case of it too. I haven’t had a bad episode like the last couple days since like freshman year. So, now I got a truck load of medicine, Advair, Alegra and Prednisone. So, I can add Asthma to my list of geekness of: Computer nerd and alergies. Maybe I can just add asthma to my alergies instead of making it a separate component of geekiness. Now I’m just rambling damnit. Back to my episode of Charmed…

moO’s family found a little family of strays(?) under one of their properties. It’s a mommie cat and 4 babies that look about 4-6 weeks old. They managed to get 2 babies out from under the house; a black and white, and white-orangish one. At first they were not friendly, but on the phone I told moO, ”No worries, I can tame them. Kitties like me.” She didn’t believe me. But, I did! At first they hissed, a sure sign they haven’t had much human contact. But, after a few minutes of putting my fingers in front of them and trying to calm them down to assure I wouldn’t hurt them, I picked up the white one; which I sort of dubbed Muffin ’cause she looks like how a white cake muffin looks like it comes out of the oven, white with a little orange. Today, moO brought over the kitties to my house to frolic on the grass in our backyard in the sun. After a while we brought them inside where they poo-pooed on my comforter, which I’m washing right now. Everyone who knows me knows, or SHOULD know, I’m a cat person. I love cats, and I love kitties. These two really grew on me. I would love to keep them, but I know I wouldn’t be able to take care of them. I’m sure I’d have the time in a month when I sit at home once again. But, they won’t get along with our current cat residents, Tiger and Sammie. So, these, the Mommie cat, and the other 2 kitties need a home, SOON! I would hate to bring them to the SPCA only to have the kitties taken from their Mommie and the Mommie cat left there, OR scenario 2 they all get put asleep cause they can’t get a home. I can’t EVER watch them put a kitty to sleep EVER again. It’s so traumatizing. Yeah, I’ll put some pics up later on tomorrow… today… eR, Later…

I never mentioned did I? Every day now for maybe until High School is over, not mine (My Aunt and Uncle are teachers), I drive butt early in the morning to Morgan Hill to take care of their dog’s new litter of 3. They’re Mastiffs like our dog, Cassie. If you’ve never seen a Mastiff, you’re in for a real big surprise. Think of a mini horse that looks like a dog. Our dog weighs a little over 200 pounds. Crazy. So, yeah, maybe I’ll remember to take a picture or two tomorrow…

My slump is officially over. This weeks game I scored the first and our only goal making my record 2 weeks with a point scored. After this goal, I thought we were set. But, I was wrong, that was too bad. I thought we were doing really strong despite the lack of players this week. I guess on long weekends people with money go out of town. I had several chances for my first hat trick of this league but failed bad. My first attempt I had a break away, skated to the goal, the goalie skated towards me to challenge, I deke to the right, goalie commited to the right, I pulled the puck to the left and skated behind him to shoot the puck and SCORE! … whilst falling to my knees sliding to the far post. Not perfect, but it was a goal right? On other attempt, I had another break away on the far right side of the ice, I came to the center for a better angle took a shot and, *PING* right side of the right post – WIDE, damnit. Oh well. I got one goal that game. Oh, did I mention it was a shorthanded goal? Nice. Well, hopefully, I’ll play even better next week… It’s a Monday game, 9:45PM and I gotta wake up the next morning to take care of the puppies. I hope I can wake up.

This weekend the guys and I went paintballing. We invited a bunch of people but only ended up being the usual 3 of us.

But, I should have taken it as a sign, as it was to be a bad day. We started the day as usual, but I just seemed to suck really bad. I know I haven’t played in like a week, but I really sucked. Most of the games in the beginning I got tagged with a headshot, without even shooting a single shot, and when I did, my gun would jam up or shoot three at a time. So, I sucked AND I was having gun problems. During the lunch break I took apart my gun to find my ball stop broke and I was missing a trigger spring. I fixed it and finally my gun was stable again. However, my game AND health wasn’t.

Before the lunch break, my eye allergies blew up. After the lunch break and with my gun fixed I played again only to have to stop again because my nose got all stuffed up. In addition my throat began to swell and I was unable to speak like normal. With my hoarseness we decided to call it a sh’tty day and go home early. Later that evening I saw on the news that the allergy season is really bad this season. How can I disagree? Hopefully, next paintball session will prove more entertaining.

OK so it wasn’t our best game, and hell, we didn’t even win. But we played HARD, and wouldn’t let them win easy… Or at least as easy as we let some games go last season. Best thing, I played pretty good and hard myself. Last period, I was tripped and fell flat on my back hard. Took me a few seconds, and I felt it bad. I used my stick to get up, and became part of the play again. This time I had the puck and crashed the net hard (not into the net, it’s just a phrase), got a shot off, and basically had to dive over the goalie to not run into him and slid past the goal to the side. I look back towards the goal to see the Ref point to the goal. GOAL! Yay. I scored, finally. First this season, and hopefully not last. At least I’m finally out of my slump! Well, time to work out and train harder so I can play better next week. Maybe YOU can come see me play next week too!

OKOK, so it’s NOT SO bad. Not as bad as I claim it to be. But, SO WHAT. It’s my car, not yours. So, FU! <^>

Damn, we almost had it. In the second we were up 5-3 and somehow we let it slip away. Well, our goalie let one go through when a really slow shot came from the red line and he nonchalantly attempted to stop the puck only to let it go under his stick into the goal, making it 5-5. Within the last second, approx. 0.4 seconds left, they score the winning goal. Damnit. Well, on the high note, we were awarded a penalty shot when a player from the other team basically jumped on the puck in front of the goal, and our shooter scored! Yay, well, we didn’t win, poo. I hope this isn’t like last season where we just suck. WIN!

Mother F’er. Today at about 3pm I was on Bollinger Rd. going to Lawrence Expressway from the 76 across from the Longs Drugs. I’m in the north lane to turn right onto Lawrence and there’s cars stopped at the stoplight in the left lane. My turn is before the light so I think I’m safe. Before I reach the turn for the expressway, some old woman doesn’t look and turns onto Bollinger in front of me. I didn’t have the time to react and I hit her old Explorer in the rear driver side with my front passenger side, trashing my body kit and bending my front passenger fender. No damage to her car, bah. So, the cop comes and he says it’s my fault ’cause basically she was already out, and there was a red light and the law is you need to go as fast as the traffic or the safe speed of 15. I was thinking there was no traffic in front of me and I was to turn right onto the expressway, so isn’t my speed the speed limit. Bah. MotherF’ker damnit! It’s such a damn pain in the ass to fix it too. Not to mention I don’t have any means of fixing it in the first place. Yes, I’m still fk’ing unemployed. So, now I need a new front end, front fender, and new side skirt. Bah. MotherF’ker…

MOTHERF’KER

Another eventful game where I did nothing. I managed to get a shot on goal, and I was the starting center. Did I mention we only had two centers including me? I got a lot of ice time, and I guess I’m getting a little stamina back, because I wasn’t all that winded during and after.

We were doing pretty good, considering we didn’t have a goalie the whole first period. Actually we only had 2 goals go by us without a goalie.

Bah, stupid refs. I had my brother’s Belmont hockey jersey that my mom embroidered, but they told me “It wasn’t black, find a black jersey.” WTF? My jersey is DARK BLUE! You stupid f’cks. So I had to find a spare jersey of someones so I could play the game. I left my new blank Blackhawks jersey at home. How stupid. Stupid, refs. I hate stupid rules, stupid anal refs too.