I rarely take penalties in hockey, the past 2 years was about 10 minutes total, and that's with playing 3-4 times a week. This past monday, 14 minutes in 1 game lol. The chick team I am on makes me attack people. Don't get me wrong, I'm not defending some wimpy females here, I seem to be taking after them, they hit, often.
I need to figure out what to do about a tent. I'm a hardcore camper and have a 2lb tent, that equates to a 2 person no gear tent. I think I will have company this time around. Hmm.
Things are getting out of hand with projects. I have a Passat center console to fabricate that will support a 7" touchscreen and a micro-pc running WinXP MCE 2005. Adding sheetrock to my house and selling it. Giving painting and tennis lessons. Repairing some electronics. Fixing sheetmetal on my door and fabricating/modding a new doorhandle to be sans lock. Learning how to do vacuum bagging with carbon fibre fabric and resins (to fix my bumper and maybe make a goalie mask). Build a W2k PVR for the sister. The list goes on...
I think finally someone believes I kill people for a living (as a second side job really). I've been telling people that for a few years and everyone thinks I'm kidding. In the past I think I just wanted some moral agreement from others that I was doing something evil, but I think I'm over all of that now.
I need to go to the gym more, the muscles I'm gaining in the middle are pushing my baby fat out, making me look fat. I gots a chubby.
I need to figure out what to do about a tent. I'm a hardcore camper and have a 2lb tent, that equates to a 2 person no gear tent. I think I will have company this time around. Hmm.
Things are getting out of hand with projects. I have a Passat center console to fabricate that will support a 7" touchscreen and a micro-pc running WinXP MCE 2005. Adding sheetrock to my house and selling it. Giving painting and tennis lessons. Repairing some electronics. Fixing sheetmetal on my door and fabricating/modding a new doorhandle to be sans lock. Learning how to do vacuum bagging with carbon fibre fabric and resins (to fix my bumper and maybe make a goalie mask). Build a W2k PVR for the sister. The list goes on...
I think finally someone believes I kill people for a living (as a second side job really). I've been telling people that for a few years and everyone thinks I'm kidding. In the past I think I just wanted some moral agreement from others that I was doing something evil, but I think I'm over all of that now.
I need to go to the gym more, the muscles I'm gaining in the middle are pushing my baby fat out, making me look fat. I gots a chubby.
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Oh and since you're an assassin and all why don't you take out some people on Friday?
and yeahh my friend with the see-thru-plastic-skirt was all over the place that night...I think Iggy met her briefly
but yeah i know what you mean about not really being able to talk there...which is why camping will be fun! (even tho i'm soo not the camping type haha---i'll try to be)