and since i'm going to be running crazy for the next few days, i didn't sleep worth a shit last night. i tried to actually sleep in my bed and that lasted no more than 30 minutes. i have to basically numb my left arm to get any rest at all. that's fun. so, when i'm sitting at a hockey game tonight, unable to numb that arm, it's going to be really interesting. hopefully the New York Rangers play well so i have some adrenaline pumping. if they play like the last two games, i'm going to be fucking miserable.
before i get to the details of another Rangers loss... the trip to the grocery store. mom wanted to go early in the afternoon. of course, that didn't happen as she had much more work than she thought to get done. so, we left late in the afternoon. more like early evening. we had to get the paper and mail and check the new house for mail as well. we got to the store and i'm planning on how we can get in and out of this place and get back home in time for the game. after waiting for almost 20 minutes to get her medicine, i knew any chance of getting home in time was gone. so, i basically turned it into a chance to do some people watching. i noticed plenty of women wearing stretch pants in the store. not a good look for everyone. but, for the ones that it is, i thank you. i did write a poem about it late last night. i'll hopefully be sending that out soon in another submission. i typed it up this morning and it's a good one. we got what we came for and a few other things and got back home a little after the game started.
of course, by the time i turned the game on, the Rangers were already losing. the game was on the NHL Network and they were using the Boston announcers. needless to say, i'd rather brush my teeth with a shotgun than listen to those fucking clowns, so most of the game was on mute. that didn't help much as the Rangers once again couldn't do much of anything against a good team. yet another 3-0 loss. as much as i want for them to win tonight while i'm in attendance, i really hope they just fucking score. The King will be in goal tonight for the Rangers. he wasn't last night nor the other game the Rangers played in Columbus.
so after the game and a quick bite to eat, we have to get back home and more or less get right to bed. that of course won't happen, but in a perfect world it would. we have a college basketball game (Dayton vs. St. Louis) at 12:30 on Saturday afternoon. the game is on national television, so it's going to be a full house. mom wants to take some clothes to the charity we drop our clothes off to before we go to the game. to toss in more of a clusterfuck, Manchester United plays at 10 in the morning. so the next time i will be on here will be sometime Saturday afternoon or early evening.
i'm thinking i may have to give in and take some strong shit for my arm this weekend. that should make for some fun.
i'm going to miss the debut of NJPW on AXS TV tonight. i'm hoping they put some of it on YouTube but i'm not holding my breath. hopefully i'll get to watch it next week. i'm guessing i'll catch Treehouse Masters late tonight as i'm struggling to fall asleep.
on the bright side, it's starting to warm up a little out here. of course, it's still slicker than shit in the lane, but hopefully that changes. if it doesn't, taking the trash down will be a fucking adventure.
so, i hope everyone has a great weekend. love the one you're with or have enough money to love the one you want. and i'd suggest getting your birthday cards to me in the mail soon. not that i'm expecting you to get me anything (HINT, HINT). most of all, have a safe, fun weekend.
thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.
be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.
peace and chicken grease...
music:
Arcade Fire - Wake Up
Hot Water Music - Drag My Body
Rival Sons - Electric Man
The Verve - Drugs Don't Work
Mastodon - The Motherload
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