Thursday, December 26, 2013

the day after...

as a sports fan for the majority of my life, what the day after Christmas truly means is 2 things. 1) a full day of Premier League games and 2) the start of the World Juniors Tournament in hockey. so, unlike the rest of the greedy souls spending gift cards or taking back the shit they didn't want today, i was up at the crack of dawn to get the vocal chords ready.

to say i was a bit pissed when Manchester United went down 2-0 in just 13 minutes against Hull City would be an understatement. i was beyond fucking livid. thankfully, my mother was already awake so i didn't need to keep quiet. my mood got better quickly as United had tied the game in the next 15 minutes. they ended up winning 3-2 thanks to an own goal from Hull. i could have gone without the red card from Valencia and the madness in the final 3 minutes, but i'll gladly take the much needed 3 points. next game is on Saturday.

and that game got over in time for me to check some email and get ready for team USA in the World Juniors. the tournament is over in Sweden, so the time difference should work out for me this year. i like the fact that they say they aren't defending the gold medal from last year but trying to win their own gold medal. nice Jedi mind tricks (if they happen to win it again). team USA had a pretty solid opener with a 5-1 win over the Czech Republic. not too many mistakes and plenty of positives to build on. they play again in a few days.

so that's 2 victory beers i will be enjoying later tonight.

i spent most of yesterday watching bad basketball. the first 2 NBA games absolutely stunk. i ended up trying to find movies or something else on the television. thankfully, the last 3 games were pretty good. of course, the last game didn't get over until 1:30 in the morning. good thing i took plenty of cat naps during the day that i was actually refreshed when i was up just 5 hours later.

i have no clue what i'm going to watch tonight. maybe some of the bowl games, maybe i'll do some end of the year writing. i am hoping to get some money together to hit the bank up tomorrow with a decent end of the year deposit. mom gave me 2 scratch off lottery cards yesterday and one hit for $10. so, at least i know i'll be putting $10 in.

i need a damn haircut as well. i can't see my cheap ass paying for one, so tomorrow might be a day to clean the razors and get to shaving this mop down to something a little more manageable. of course, the beauty of apathy is i may not feel like this come tomorrow so nothing will happen. i often wonder why i'm single and then i step outside of myself and truly realize there isn't a woman on earth that should be willing to deal with this madness. although, i'm always willing to listen to offers.

hope everyone enjoyed their boxing day. the sun actually made an appearance today, so it wasn't too bad out here. now, if only the damn wind would calm down...

until tomorrow afternoon with bank stories and god knows what else as i have no clue where my mother is dragging me to tomorrow. maybe car shopping, maybe a little lunch, maybe a trip to a box store for some deals, maybe long lines of traffic where i'll write horrific murder poems in my head... time will tell.

be well. peace and chicken grease.


Radiohead - In Rainbows
Beth Orton - Sugaring Season

"An artist is always alone - if he is an artist. No, what the artist needs is loneliness." - Henry Miller

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