I'm hurting a little tonight after our 7-6 victory against the Flying Ruskies [see scoreboard on right]. Flying Ruskies are a team made up of cops who decide to bring their asshole antics off the beat and into the rink. Luckily one did get ejected for being an ass, but their goalie shoulda gotten booted too. Anyhow, we didn't have a goalie for the first half, and at the end of the first half we were tied 5-5. Most impressive. Then our old goalie, Hazard, came and finished the game up nicely for us. I took a ripper to my right thigh and now I have a healthy sized nugget on my leg. If it gets any worse, you will for sure get pictorial satisfaction out of my mishap. This weekend I spent looking for a pool table and it was completely hopeless. UNTIL tonight when I got a call from someone who I had called this morning (this morning she told me she sold it). Tonight at 9 she calls me up and says the people who bought it didn't come get it so it was fair game for me now. I was much obliged as I have not found a real table for under 1000 anywhere, and she was letting it go for 500. Stoked is an understatement. Tomorrow we move into the new place and get the pool table, so it should be an exciting day, but an exhausting week. -=MovieQuoteoftheDay=- "C'mon! It's beer o'clock, and I'm buying!"
 
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