as soon as I start talking about the B’s and their awesomeness, they start losing. IT’S ALL MY FAULT. I need to shut my stupid mouth.
I really think I am too invested in hockey though. The past two games after watching the Bruins lose, I dreamt about them all night, over and over. I woke up three or four times throughout the night thinking about them, tormented, only to fall back asleep to dream about yet more hockey. it’s sick, I tell you, sick. I need help!
I am not going to talk about hockey again until the bruins win the cup. that’s a promise! (and by promise I mean “ha, you wish.” and by “ha, you wish” I mean “ha, you wish I would stop talking about hockey” not “ha, you wish the bruins would win the cup christa” although it’s true I do wish they would win the cup, I wish it with all my heart.)
- hello to 2009!
- I am my mother’s only one