hello, lovely

Dear Dallas Stars,

Please learn how to play hockey again. I know you used to know how, or you wouldn’t be the #2 Seed.

Love always,
Manda

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Dear Mr. Turco,

Please remove your head from your ass. Those hard, black discs? That are flying at you really fast? Yeah, they’re called PUCKS, and you won’t find them up there.

Sincerely,
Manda

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Dear Mr. Theodore,

THANK YOU!! For letting that goal those two four goals fly past you. Keep doing that, and I’ll be your best friend.

Yours truly,
Manda

P.S.: You‘re hot suck.
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Dear Dallas Stars,

I hate that you are going into overtime tonight, because it’s kind of late, and I need to wake up in the morning. Please score a goal soon, so I can happily go to sleep tonight. Also, if you had to do an OT game, WHY didn’t you go into OT when I was actually AT! the game?

I still love you.

Yours always,
Manda

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DEAR DALLAS STARS,

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YOU SUCK.

But I still love you.

Love,
Manda

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Dear Colorado Avalanche,

hate. Hate. HATE. HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE.

Eff You,
Manda

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Dear Marty,

I hope you call in sick on Wednesday, and Johan is up for the job.

Manda

PS. Doesn’t Johan Hedberg kinda remind you of Nolan? *lol*
PPS. GRRRRRR.

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Dear Mr. Hedberg,

If you get to play against the Avs, you better learn how to play. I checked your stats, and you don’t fare well against them.

<3
Manda

I’m DYING.
It’s SO freaking HOT in here. *kicks Texas weather* I LOVE that it’s finally Spring, and I can walk outside without a jacket, or wear a skirt without having to worry about my legs freezing off (though I hate the fact that this means I have to shave my legs more.).

WHAT THE HELL IS THIS, THOUGH!!??!?!?!!?!

GAH!!!
I’m starting to finally get rid of crap I won’t need/use at the new apt, so when I get boxes and actually get packing, it won’t take as long. I’ve taken trash out like 3-4 times already today, and I’m sure I’m going to have to go out more…. plus I have to do at least a load of laundry so I can wear clothes this week. It’s almost NINETY-Freaking-Degrees outside!

I know I should be used to this. I’ve been in TX what… like, 15 years? (God, it’s been that long?!) I should be used to it, but I never will be. Imagine how bad this summer will be if it’s this hot so soon??

Is it time to move to California yet? *lol*

Man, you know what I really hate?
Shaped macaroni.
Not like shells, or fusili or the radiators or all the other “regular” shaped macaroni.
No, I mean like… SpongeBob SquarePants shaped macaroni. Like Superman shaped macaroni. All those weird funky-ass shapes that they like to put out so kids will want to eat it more. It TASTES different, somehow.

When I was a kid, we only had macaroni shaped macaroni, and that was just fine. Y’know why? Because it was macaroni & cheese. The only “special” way I liked it? Was at my Grandma’s. I can’t tell you what’s different about it when she makes it - she just follows the directions, but it always tastes better there.

Anyway… why the ranting & raving, you’re wondering? Because I wasn’t paying attention when I picked up the macaroni & cheese at the store. I have Spongebob shaped macaroni, and I didn’t even realize it until I dumped the noodles in the water.

*GRR*.

In other news - feeling like crap today. Yay. :/

What in the hell makes someone blast their music/bass? I don’t get it… if it’s THAT loud, it doesn’t SOUND good because you can’t EFFING HEAR IT! I mean, yeah, you hear NOISE. but how in the hell do you hear what the music SOUNDS LIKE?! or even the WORDS?!

And why do you decide to start BLASTING IT AT 10pm LOUD ENOUGH THAT EVERYONE IN THE BUILDING CAN FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL IT?!?!

GOOOOOOOOOOOD. I hate my neighbors.

Well, it looks like my laptop is not going to cooperate (I had it on about 10 minutes while I tried starting to back stuff up before it died again). Thankfully Joe got me a thingy-thing that I am supposed to be able to put the harddrive into & can then hook it up to my other computer and get the stuff I want to save off of it. I should receive that about the time I get the laptop, I think.

According to the Dell Website & my order status, as of this morning it was in Boxing. I hope this means I get it soonsoonsoon.

Joe sent me some gorgeous flowers. I’m going to leave them up here so a) I don’t have to carry them home and b) everyone can look at them and be jealous (hee) and c) they can make me smile. I took a picture of them, but with the computer issues, it might be next Valentine’s day before I get ‘em off the camera.

back to the grind.

Just an FYI - I may be missing in action for the next couple of weeks. My laptop is dying, and if I can get it to turn on when I get home from work tonight, I don’t know how long it will last. Until then, I’ll be attempting to use my desktop, but it was in pretty bad shape when I got my laptop, so we’ll see how that goes.

I have ordered a new laptop notebook computer. It’s pretty and shiny, and other than the fact that I’m ticked off about having 70-75% of what I was going to stick in savings (on Friday, when I get paid) have to go towards a new computer, I’m really, really excited.

Dell Inspiron 600m

Eek! I can’t wait to get it.

Can anybody explain to me how Friday night I can fall alseep at about 10pm (10:30 at the latest, and maybe even earlier than that.. I don’t remember) and sleep until 7:30-8 the next morning, but when I went to bed last night at like 12:30, I HAD to be up at 6:30 for no freaking reason?!? I couldn’t even FORCE myself to go back to sleep!!

Ugh.

The plan for today is to run to Walmart, pick up a couple things (ie. food, stitch markers, some new pj/workout pants, and socks), turn around and come home, then turn around a few hrs later and run out to Firewheel to get the sensor off one of my shirts and see if they have the pants I want in the size I need.

Okay, so I apparently stepped in dog crap sometime this morning after I got off the bus. So at some point from the minute it takes me to get from the bus stop to the building, I stepped in a big ol’ pile of dog crap and didn’t even know it.

There are a couple of things wrong with this - if this dog wasn’t a stray, a) what in the world are they doing walking it in an office building parking lot? and b) why in the world didn’t they PICK IT UP?! aren’t there LAWS against leaving stuff like that around or something?
I mean, seriously.

I cleaned most of it off my shoe, thankfully, but still. Ew. It’s the stuff that’s still ON my shoe, in the grooves of the sole of my shoe, that are stinking to high heaven. Everytime I move my foot, I smell it, and it’s giving me a headache. Ugh.

So, the DMV screwed up the address on my permit. I renewed my ID and got the permit. Since I already got the paper permit that lasts a little while, I get to get a picture one now. I don’t care so much about the picture as I care about actually getting it. I guess I can hold onto the paper one, but damn. Like, they completely jacked the address all up. I didn’t notice it until it was too late, and I spent the day yesterday calling but receiving busy signals, and I finally got through to someone today, and she said I have to go in because they don’t know I’m me.

Why the hell would I want someone else’s thing? I mean, I get it. Sort of. But it’s not MY fault they screwed up. *I* am not missing half a day of work to go get them to type “Jupiter” instead of “Hyouter”. I tried calling the main number but have been on hold for 20 minutes (10 min each time). I don’t have time to sit on hold.

Bastards.

Well, I was originally just knitting something for nearly everyone I know, but I decided to buy some things for some people, like immediate family & Joe.

I just bought Joe’s Christmas Present and Charles’ Christmas Present.
I know what I’m going to buy for my mom, as soon as I can scout it out, but there’s one person who is throwing me off completely.

My sister.
I have no idea what in the world to get her.
I found her wishlist, but all that’s on there, pretty much, is a bunch of chicklit books w/ stupid titles & that feels like a stupid present to get her when you consider all the spiffy stuff I’m going to buy for everyone else.

UGGGHGHGHGH! Help me.