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Dec. 5th, 2009 06:40 pmHOMER JUST GOT CAREER GOAL NUMBER 200! GOOD JOB TOMME!
Ahh, I love him. I shall drink to celebrate \o/
Ahh, I love him. I shall drink to celebrate \o/
It was unpossible, but I did it anyway :)
Nov. 28th, 2009 09:25 pm
I love myself.
And the Red Wings won! AND THE STARS DID TOO! I totally jaw-dropped when they sent Bertuzzi out, but holy CRAP, he actually managed to come up with a goal. I think my reaction was along the lines of "HOLY SHIT I THINK THE POLARITY OF THE UNIVERSE JUST REVERSED!
Still not a good night though :( Giant screaming match earlier. This does, however, snap me out of my funk a little.
Whether we win or lose, it is, in fact
Oct. 2nd, 2009 02:45 pm
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he_is_dead_jimIt is also my 500th LJ post, yay!
So let's have 'em. Your macros, your GIFs, your story-threads, your hockey player picspams, bring them here and we shall see how long we can keep this thing going. (I will be going to bed after the game, but I'm working tonight, so let's go :D)
Here, have
he_is_dead_jim's Swede Mon
And his Swede Von (I did this one lol):
Swede Mon, driving in a Swede von
Drivin like a mad mon
It's the motherfuckin Swede Mon!
LET'S GO :D!
Remember, the post is public, so bring friends. Don't let me down, O my F-list.
He liiiiiiiiiives!
Jul. 17th, 2009 11:20 am"Last updated 5 days ago." WTF SERIOUSLY? O.O I don't think I've gone that long without posting since I got my LJ. Weird. I have been distracted with in-browser flash games, but still.
You guys, I have a notebook. It is filled with random notes about my dream house. Most of the stuff is completely foolish and ridiculous, like trap-doors and 18-foot trenches filled with canned peaches, but some of it is feasible.
Like a secret lab.
Hey, I used to think my mom had one. I was convinced of it, in fact. I was dead-sure that it was behind the storage room in our basement, but I could never, ever sort out how the hell to get in there.
Why yes, I was a strange and imaginative child.
Speaking of my mom, she's going down east for a week, because her cousin's getting married. I mentioned this, because she was looking for a dress, and I found one for her. You know what she said to me as we were ringing out?
"I'm so glad one of my kids is gay. Fashion sense, you know."
I was greatly amused and yes, she was teasing :P
This was also the same shopping excursion in which my younger brother and I spent an hour in the parking lot of Costco, bowling Gobstoppers candy at seagulls. It was hysterical, since we had to kind of sneak up on them to bowl the candies close enough for them to see them.
And then they couldn't figure out if they wanted to eat them or not, they kept picking them up and dropping them, then chasing them to pick them up again. Lulz were had.
We're so lame XD
Note: Planning trip to Calgary in August with Tia and above-mentioned brother. This trip? Solely to go to IKEA. Yes, that is the only reason we're making the two hour long drive. IKEA. Chad has never been.
Also, booking October 31 and March 15 off work. Red Wings vs Flames, I cannot miss them. Miiiiiight just book October 9 and February 11 off too. Depends on if I buy a Turco jersey or not >.> *taps fingers* If I wear my Holmstrom jersey and try to get Marty's autograph, do you think he'll get mad at me? XD Or will it just blow his mind? I want to try it and see! :D
And I admit to being incredibly confused at the thought of telling Native people to "go home".
Does. Not. Compute.
You guys, I have a notebook. It is filled with random notes about my dream house. Most of the stuff is completely foolish and ridiculous, like trap-doors and 18-foot trenches filled with canned peaches, but some of it is feasible.
Like a secret lab.
Hey, I used to think my mom had one. I was convinced of it, in fact. I was dead-sure that it was behind the storage room in our basement, but I could never, ever sort out how the hell to get in there.
Why yes, I was a strange and imaginative child.
Speaking of my mom, she's going down east for a week, because her cousin's getting married. I mentioned this, because she was looking for a dress, and I found one for her. You know what she said to me as we were ringing out?
"I'm so glad one of my kids is gay. Fashion sense, you know."
I was greatly amused and yes, she was teasing :P
This was also the same shopping excursion in which my younger brother and I spent an hour in the parking lot of Costco, bowling Gobstoppers candy at seagulls. It was hysterical, since we had to kind of sneak up on them to bowl the candies close enough for them to see them.
And then they couldn't figure out if they wanted to eat them or not, they kept picking them up and dropping them, then chasing them to pick them up again. Lulz were had.
We're so lame XD
Note: Planning trip to Calgary in August with Tia and above-mentioned brother. This trip? Solely to go to IKEA. Yes, that is the only reason we're making the two hour long drive. IKEA. Chad has never been.
Also, booking October 31 and March 15 off work. Red Wings vs Flames, I cannot miss them. Miiiiiight just book October 9 and February 11 off too. Depends on if I buy a Turco jersey or not >.> *taps fingers* If I wear my Holmstrom jersey and try to get Marty's autograph, do you think he'll get mad at me? XD Or will it just blow his mind? I want to try it and see! :D
And I admit to being incredibly confused at the thought of telling Native people to "go home".
Does. Not. Compute.
