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Dear Dallas Stars,

You played a really great game today, and I’m very sorry to see that you will not be advancing. The series kind of sucked, and I’m glad you see you guys were alive & awake today. I’ll be waiting very impatiently for next season. Play a game in town on the 28th of October, so I can go see you play for my birthday, mmkay??

Love always,
Manda

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Dear Mikey,

I hope you’re okay. While it was a clean hit, it was pretty painful to watch, especially when you just kind of laid there. I just read that you came back for the OT period (I was out for a driving lesson & missed the OT period), and I’m happy that happened. I hope you really are doing okay, though, and didn’t just come back because it’s the playoffs. I know how you boys and your injuries are during the playoffs.

Take care of yourself!
Love,
Manda

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Dear Marty,

I know it sucks that you lost the game. How do you go from being #1 during the regular season to not knowing how to play during the playoffs? Well, whatever the reason, you played great today. Stay in your goal, though. You’re going to give me a heart attack. Practice that this summer, okay?

Love,
Manda

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Dear Colorado Avalanche,

I hope whoever you play next kicks your freaking ass.
GO EASTERN CONFERENCE!!

XO,
Manda

PS: Unless it’s Anaheim. You know I hate those @#%&ing Ducks.

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Dear Jose Theodore,

You are hot. Why are you in CO? Come play in Dallas, so I can cheer you on. Also, you’re kinda hot.

XO,
Manda

PS: What kinda name is “Joe-zay”?? Dude.
PPS: Did I mention you’re hot?

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Dear TC & Dina,

:PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPpppppppppppppppppPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPppppppppppppp
GO STARS!!!

Love,
Manda

Dear Dallas Stars,
Thank you for the anniversary present.
Now, if you can just keep doing this for 3 more games, I’d be happy. Ecstatic, even.

Love always,
Manda

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Dear TC,

A sweep, eh?
hee hee. GO STARS!!

Love you,
Manda

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Dear Dina,

Who kicked whose ass last night, hmm?? hee hee.

Love you,
Manda

Happy anniversary, baby.

I love you.

P.S.: If we get to keep our original date, I AM GETTING MARRIED IN A YEAR! 365 *DAYS*!!! HOLY-FREAKING-CRAP!! *AHHH!!!* *runs around like a maniac*

Dear Dallas Stars,

Good luck at your game tonight. I don’t get the channel the game is on, so I can’t watch it. Do me proud, boys. Do me proud.

Love always,
Manda

EDIT:

Dear Marty,

You suck.

-M

Gah.
I hate it when the fact that I’m human turns around and bites me in the ass.

Two days, and two of my mistakes have surfaced.

I think we’re going to be able to work around them, but at the same time, I just don’t know. I always get so talked up, so it really kicks my ass when I screw up. I’m by no means a perfectionist, but I hate it when I screw up badly. :/

I didn’t get yelled at or in trouble or anything, it was just kind of a “EEK!” sort of day. I was harder on me than Bossman probably is. He’s like “Did you not have your Wheaties that day?!” *lol*

Oh well. Tomorrow’s Friday Eve … let’s hope it’s better than the last two days.

Because I don’t have anything else of consquence to post:

You Are More Mild Than Wild

You’re confident, and you really aren’t concerned with how “hot” you are. Other people’s ideas of what’s sexy don’t concern you. And this is exactly what makes you attractive.

PS: GO STARS!!!!!

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 surprised I’m still awake. This weekend has been SO LONG, but so much has happened. I can’t believe I’ve only been off two days. *heh*

My weekend, obviously, started Friday after work. Alex picked Teresa and I up from work, and we went to get Gabby at daycare. We dropped the two of them off at home, and Teresa and I made our way to the Relay for Life. Was pretty good… we walked more than anyone in our group. *lol* We ended up crashing at her place so we could get some sleep before the hockey game.

Can I just tell you that I effing love playoff hockey????
And how sad I am that it took me until 1999 to realize how freaking great this sport is?!?!
Teresa’s Bossman got her tickets as a “Thanks for being an awesome assistant” present, and she was kind enough to take me, even though my team is like, one of her least favorite. (I think Dallas rates above Phoenix, but I could be wrong… ask her. hahah) Game one of the Western Conference QuarterFinals… Dallas Stars vs. Colorado Avalanche. HELL YEAH.

It was GREAT! Even though my team lost… but I figure I can give her that one game, y’know? I mean, HER boss bought HER the tickets, so HER team should win, right? As long as Dallas wins the rest. What we’re HOPING is that my boss loves me enough to hook us up with like, let’s say… Game 7 tickets. *hahah* (Yeah right, but two girls can dream, right?)

But yeah, it was SO freaking cool.

After the game ($&^#(*% 5-2 loss for Dallas. FIVE TO FREAKING TWO! What the hell is that?!), we hopped on the train and went back to get Alex and Gabby so we could go to Teresa’s belated birthday party. The original plan was to go see Edgewater, but then we ended up going out bowling. It was pretty fun. We bowled two games, and it took about 2.5 hrs. haha. Gabby got to play, and it took 5-10 minutes for the ball to get down to the end of the lane and think about knocking over some pins everytime it was her turn. It was so cute though. *lol* At least we got our money’s worth, I guess. It’s expensive to go on the weekends. *lol*

After that, we all said our goodbyes. Teresa, Gabby & Alex ended up going home, and Stacy & Erik went home or went to do their own thing, and April, John, Dina and I ended up going to IHOP. It was pretty cool. :)

I had a great time… I love my friends.

Today I didn’t do anything. I didn’t get any groceries, and I didn’t do any laundry, and I didn’t clean anything at all. I need to get boxes so I can start packing stuff up.

Well, I guess I did SOMETHING. I watched about 11 hours of movies today. Well, sorta movies. I watched Anne of Green Gables: The Sequel, and I cried like a baby a couple of different times. I also watched CSI, and Alias. Yay While I was completely productive and doing that, I finished the TX square I was knitting on, and I managed to get to the foot part on the sock I’m working on. I have probably 4-5 more inches to go on the foot before I start the toe decreases, and then they’re done.

I also need to work frantically on April’s baby shower gift. HA. It’s a good thing I have a lot of travel time during the week. *g*

What else? I guess that’s it. I talked to Joe for a little bit on his way home from HIS exhausting weekend, but he was so tired he ended up ditching me once he got home to go to sleep. That’s okay though, because he sounded reeeeeally tired.

This week at work should hopefully be fairly uneventful. It’s the end of the month, which equates a pretty slow week for me, while it’s kinda busy for the other side of our “team.” I think I’m supposed to go sit in U/W and get lessons, but I don’t know if they’ll want me to go during end-of-month time. I might just get in the way, so I’ll have to discuss it with Bossman while I’m giving him a hard time tomorrow.

I have to say that I really, really love my job. I know it seems like everytime I post, I’m gushing about Bossman, but it really is amazing to me how much I adore the guy I work for & the stuff I have to do. I mean, ok.. maybe I don’t adore the work, but I enjoy my time while I’m there. That makes me REALLY happy. I love that I can wake up in the morning, and while I might not always be like “YAY! LET’S GO TO WORK! WHEE!!” right away, it’s nice to not DREAD going in for a change. I *hated* going to work when I was at Albertson’s, and I tried to think up all kinds of ways to call in, or ways to just.. walk out and never go back. I don’t have that at this place, and that’s really nice.

You Are Apple Red

You’re never one to take life too seriously, and because of it, you’re a ton of fun. And although you have a great sense of humor, you are never superficial. Deep and caring, you do like to get to the core of people - to understand them well. However, any probing you do is light hearted and fun, sometimes causing people to misjudge you.

Very important information you’re finding out about here… and don’t you forget it!

To find out about the psychic abilities I previously mentioned, check out the current post on Teresa’s blog.