crispy

Wow ... what a fucked up St. Pat's this has turned out to be.

Originally, I was supposed to go over to my sister's for dinner. Between the stranger than normal state of my sleep schedule and the fact that I really wasn't up for driving an hour each way to Valley Forge - I bailed.

My friends suddenly decide they want to go out. Well, I've been awake since about 8pm yesterday so I take a pass on going to the CJ McAssfister's St. Pat's party ... not a problem missing that one.

So I stay home.
Quiet evening planned ...
Watch the Flyers game and the President's address, and, as always ... throw a casual eye to SG to see what's up.

Then, all hell breaks loose with the body shifting.

spooky became Sean ... fair enough.
Veronica became Erin ... I begin to get frightened.
Donkey became Veronica ... I become nauseous ...
I, myself, became ZaNarKi ... I ran screaming into the woods.

Well, I'm back from the woods and most seems to have returned to normal ... but my stalkee is still Erin. A stalker should have known this ... I feel like such a failure ...

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Flyers won a big game against the Devils tonight ... embarrassed them even. Now tied for first in the Atlantic Division.

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I actually did get some positive things done ... I got the much needed haircut (probably two pounds of hair was shed), got the car checked for the upcoming drive, and I finally have 'the check' in my hands.

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Throughout the day the only thing I could think about was my mom, and how much I wish that she was still here ... this was always her day ... dammit I miss my mom.