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.