poolboy6

I have been playing Eastside Hockey Manager 2007 for a while now, and in my third season as the General Manager of the Erie Otters, I am up two games to one against the Toronto St. Michael's Majors in the finals of the Ontario Hockey League playoffs.

Go Otters.

Blah.

The boss...

FIRED.

He did something very stupid.

Fortunately, my chain of command is great. Our new overall Senior Interrogator is a hard ass, but he's an awesomely fair hard ass who knows what the fuck he's talking about. An improvement on ALL fronts.

(Tangent: Spell check says "fuck" is okay, but "okay" is misspelled.)

So, I think things are going to be good for...
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Thoughts on Doomsday:

• Rhona Mitra is a better action hero than Kate Beckinsale.
• Rhona Mitra is not as hot as Kate Beckinsale
• I like my action heroes action packed more than hot.
• That doesn't mean my love for Kate has diminished.
• I *LOVED* the Vaudeville/Cabaret/Gogol Bordello Concert vibe of the Bad Guy Party.
• The blast shelter deus ex machina didn't seem that contrived, for...
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Get Smart. Had it's moments, but eh. I do think Anne Hathaway is to die for, however.

Exhausted. Busy. Send booze.

Owie. Calves hurt. A little too much on the calf raise machine.

Everything else is slowly starting to get better. I am happy. Five months before I go home, and I know the month of December will not be a workout and diet month. It'll be a "OMG! Food I haven't been able to eat in forever! BEER! And... gym? What was that? They have...
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SuicideGirls, thanks for the decks of playing cards!

I gave one to one of my gators and one to one of our guards.

Selfishly, I kept one for myself!

haha

I watched Sex & Death 101. Interesting. So weird how dumb comedies make me think about serious things. Plus, my High School Crush was Winona Ryder.

And she is beautifully creepy.

So, I'm a little over two months into this whole shebang, and I'm feeling retrospective, so we'll just put together a report card for my deployment:

WORK:

My back is really fucking sore today... not ouchy I hurt it sore, but dore nonetheless.

I am listening to The Replacements and thinking of how badly every band since wants to sound like them...