Sometimes, I feel like I am the only girl in the entire universe who loves and cares about hockey. and it is pretty lonely, let me tell you.
GET OUT!
holy happy blueline batman!
The Bruins just picked up Sergei Gonchar and I am ecstatic. They didn’t even have to give up a whole heck of a lot for him. I liked Shaone Morrisonn and he has a lot of potential, but damn it we have Gonchar now and the effing Leafs do not. So HA! His plus-minus could be better, but he has what, 50 points? I will take that any old day.
Oh I am very happy about this, very very happy.
Also, I keep finding dirty scumbags posting ADVERTISEMENTS on my comments section. How annoying is that? Take your penis enlargements and casino come ons and put ’em up your ass.
braaaaaainsssss.
Anybody who knows me knows that I am a sucker for zombies and zombie movies. They freak me out and I love them. Zombies. Brains. Zombies. You can’t go wrong when zombies are on the make.
They have a new remake of Dawn of the Dead coming out and I have no idea if it’s gonna suck (it probably will, it certainly can’t live up the original) but the preview I saw was sufficient enough to make me braaaaains-crazy and it scared me mucho mucho. There are better special effects these days, so that’s a plus. And a crappy zombie movie is better than almost any other movie, so you can be sure that I’ll be at the theater for this flick come March 19th.
Also, loafe wishes a lovely happy birthday to j.s.
Crazy Leap Years.
Today is a weird day. I felt it was important to post an entry, to mark the occasion.
I wonder what I was doing 4 years ago, what sort of fun leap year activities I was taking part in. Let me dig around my old site archives and see what I find…
Okay. I found out what I was doing. Let’s just say it is not a pretty picture. My 4 year anniversary of loafe is not until the end of March, which means I had to dig my way through some entries from a different online journal, one I had before loafe. Better if we don’t talk about it— I was up to no good four years ago.
Boy do things change. Yet, echoing the immortal words of the Eagles, I am still the same old girl I used to be.
Anyway, happy February 29th. See you in four years!