Welcome party complete. I'm torn... do I work on my paper, like I know I should, or do I try to nap? I'm beat. What a busy weekend. I'm definitely not complaining that the welcome party didn't last long, although it's always disappointing to know that more time was putting into preparations than the length of the event itself.

I will give kudos however to Tremblay, Desrochers, Tallari and Reid - who all, from my understanding, made an attempt to help clean up post party. Thank you for offering up a little bit of kindness to the fan club... and for being gentlemen.

They keep threating to name James my 'favorite' for this year, so I better pick one on my own, because that isn't happening. Eh.

Two nights, two losses to Pee-Dee. What gives? Our boys, while individually not playing horribly just aren't playing as a team. Time for some discipline. Last evening we lost in the last 6 seconds of overtime and this evening in a shootout. Last night Tarabrin and Mather turned on the red light and today Mather, Hildenbrand, Desrochers, and Tallari slapped one in. It's not like we're not scoring goals - we're just not putting together coordination and defense.

I see Courville signed on with Reading, or - so I hear. Paul was quiet in Port Huron last evening, but at least ended up with 5 this evening for a scrap that seemed to be the tip of an iceburg. Let's get some more points bubb.

I spent most of my non-hockey waking hours today carving pumpkins for the party tomorrow. So this day was pretty much shot. Maybe I'll get some time in on my paper tomorrow evening after the shindig. But, I'm not holding my breath.

We just released one of the guys that scored a goal in the first two games (adios Kozoriz). Interesting. The Chiefs also signed a replacement forward, Evgeny Lazarev and a d-man, Paul Lynch, to try and cover for the absence anticipated for Leinweber and Sullivan. We'll see what this does for us against Pee Dee this weekend. More numbers to memorize... yeee-ha. :)

"You let me down. -Limp Bizkit"

Remember the day you realized your knight's armor wasn't very shiney? I do. I remember having a dead battery and calling for "help". 20 minutes later my friends showed up instead of my beloved, whom I had called. There was a good reason: the jumper cables _I_ bought for him were given away by his mother to his sister. WTF. *shrug*

Anyhow, I was reminded of that yesterday when my engine light came on on the way home from work. I stopped, snagged some oil, quickly realized in the past year of owning this vehicle, I haven't opened the hood of my Durango. Doh. Wouldn't normally be a problem - if I could have found the damn release once it was popped. Let's discuss how helpless and female this made me feel... never mind stupid. But I had to laugh. How many engine lights come on at 6400 miles. Ok, don't answer that. I'm sure Mrs. Law would point out that they had issues w/ their Dodge too, but I'm still sold on them.

I pleasantly surprised myself bowling in the 140s for two of my games last night. Yeah, I know, still not the greatest score, but I'm getting better. I've also got all of the pumpkin patterns lined up and ready to go. Now to snag the items I need to make my macaroni and cheese and to determine which halloween outfit for which day - or to repeat the one key one. So many decisions. But oh, how I love Halloween :) If only I didn't have to work I'd have time for all of those other things that are pressing.

"If you tell the world... -Aaliyah"

Our broken team. Ok, it's not usually kosher to talk specifics about injuries... but since it's already been broadcast on the message boards I think I can at least refer to them. Suffice it to say Mather had the C on Sunday and probably will for weeks after the fight between Sgroi and Sully on Saturday. We also saw Leiney out wandering about long before the guys were off the ice, which confused those of us prepping the photo table. Well it sounds like a case of hand issues are going to be plaguing us for a little while. Tremblay claims to be recovering from some kind of injury (he was dressed yesterday but didn't spend a second on the ice during regulation time).

We're how many guys shy already, and we've got this other guy who for unknown reasons has yet to report to the team. *shrug* An interesting season it shall be. Mayhaps this is just the planets aligning way in advance. I still want to know what, if any, other NHLers tried to knock at the Chiefs' door besides Irbe.

"Would you notice if I left you? -The Cranberries"

Chiefs lost in a shoot out to Dayton. It was a good game. Sat in the 'party pit' and should have a few good pictures. I guess we'll see here shortly. James, Desrochers, and Mather tapped one in. Got to slap on the skates, and was happy to see that they zambonied before letting folks out there. Last year the ice was such a mess, it was awful for someone as terrible as I on skates.

I feel like I was running in circles all day, but I didn't get much done. At least I got to church and got my little lesson in for the day. I really think sometimes the themes are directed at me.

It's official, Paul is signed w/ the Beacons in the UHL. And... this just cracked me up... he took on my favorite number, 13 (Bates' number and my softball number)! A fight in his first game, which I've seen good commentary on and two assists already under his belt. You say you don't score goals? Well I say you do. So give'm hell toots.

"Not just a support system... -Liz Phair"

1:08PM: It's hockey night in Johnstown! The sun was out, for the first time in a week (see, even God digs hockey). I'm opting for the Zehr jersey for this evening (yet another guy who the mere act of me being a fan of his ended up ensuring he would not return to Jtown, or hockey even for the time being). On the off chance you're reading Jeff - drop me a line.

I did accomplish some cleaning, and mowing, and bouncing around the house listening to my tunes prior to getting ready for the game. I even ran out and bought the pumpkins I need for next weekend. Let's see how much I hate pumpkins after next Saturday.

I will add to this post after the game. Hopefully I will be as 'up' as I am pre-game. I should be okay given that some of the crew and I will be grubbing prior, and a nice evening out with friends coupled with hockey always puts a smile on my face. LETS GO CHIEFS!

12:38AM (Sunday): I'm back, I'm happy! 4-3 Chiefs. We were up 4-0 but our D kind of went f-o and let Wheeling abuse Currie like a red-headed step child in the third. But he's amazing, and pulled us through like a champ. What a beautiful series of saves three on goal shots all stopped, stopped, stopped! Goals by James, Desrochers, Kozoriz, and Courchesne. Tremblay was given the day off, what gives? Game on again tomorrow!

"1,2,3 who should I kill? Every mother f*er running up the hill -Rob Zombie"

Sully the captain, this time not of a ship. Bilodeau isn't even slotting as an assistant. Mather and Manzano will be wearing the A this year. Thanks for the early word, you wacky Tremblay fan.

The rumor fairy says Richard Paul to the UHL, Port Huron. Funny, given that a friend was also looking to going there. Coinky-dink, I think not. Rumors are rumors... let's see the pudding.

"Constantly dwelling on how you got the best of me. -Limp Bizkit"

I'm a blogging fool this week!

Came home a little early since it's the end of the pay period and I had an extra hour built up. Went to feed the fish and I realized Paulie (the fish that is) is a little horn-ball. He's got a HELLA bubble nest kicking. First, yes, I did default to the name Paulie for him, it compliments Bates well. It was that or Irbe, and I still think Irbe should be reserved for dog - someday. (I think highly of my dogs, so that's a compliment). Second, bubble nests, as I mentioned in here once before is what male Bettas make waiting for a female to wander by. They put the eggs in the bubble nest. Since I didn't feed them right away they're puffin up and strutting their stuff for one another. It's so cute to watch two men trying to prove how bitchin they are.

Then I open the mail and see I'm the cover story in the fan club newsletter. *panic* Ok. I wanted to contribute, but now I feel way too exposed. Incidently, congrats to Kim and Troy! Good work keeping up with the newsletter despite the wedding. The season is here. *woot*

Now, time to consume my dinner... an apple dumpling I procured at Meatballs at lunch time. It's got an apple in it, it's healthy!

"I'm just wondering do you feel it, too. I wanna know do you want me, too. Now do you? Do you? Well, maybe you do. -Tapping the Vein"

All of the rosters are out for opening night. Lots of other little things I've noticed about former Chiefs. Seems Crane didn't bother to report. Kind of a pissy attitude to take when there are lots of guys would would poke his eyes out for that chance. Notermann was traded off to AC. At least there is lots of activity going on to talk about.

Demo is on 7-day IR w/ a leg injury according to the paper... and, get this. Tremblay was recalled to the AHL. Yes, the coach figures he'll be back for Saturday, but how much would _that_ chap my ass if he was perminantly pulled after all has been said and done in the past week? 2 more nights. Woohoo. I guess Nailer Fan and I will be in the same section, or darn near, so at least I'll have someone to bicker with during the game.

Grubbed at Meatballs today... what an incredibly yummy cheap meal. Now I have the stamina to get back to testing, or responding to all the other developers to clear up confusion since our testing was done on a previous build. *grumble*

"I'm attracted to the fabric of waste. Watching ourselves as our bodies decay. -Machines of Loving Grace"

I was asked several times about pics of my one tattoo. It's funny how many people have been asking lately to see the tattoo or what the tattoo that they see sticking out a little is of. It has always given me a smile when someone coyly says, "I don't want to be rude or anything, but can I see your tattoo?" It was even funnier when I was with one of my ex's and had the individual ask for permission from the guy I was with prior to asking me. Anyhow... Yes, it exists... fine. I give. Here.

It's a little grainy, but it's an okay shot of it. The colors are more vibrant than you'd guess from this pic. I don't wear too much to show it off as it's not suppose to be out in the sun anyhow.

Enjoy you perverts.

While talking to someone on messenger I was reminded of my high school physics teacher in a discussion of volts and amps. So, I feel compelled to put a thank you out there to Mr. Menard, who taught me how to catch. Well, okay, I learned how to catch after getting pegged by erasers and rubber balls quite a few times. But it still makes me laugh. I guess I have him to thank for being able to catch the grounders that came winging at me during softball last summer.

"Now I find that most of the time, love's not enough - in itself. -Depeche Mode"

Spent all day yesterday doing verification and validation testing.... woot. I'm back in there again today. I think I'm going through withdrawl since I don't have the internet readily at my right hand.

Twas pleasantly surprised with my first two games at bowling last night, but true to form I made up for that in my third game *doh* I'm tied with another young girl on my team for average - I must have a way too competitive spirit or something, because that simply won't do.

What else is new... the dogs are pissy because of all of the rain. I am still voting for the why complain, at least it isn't snow - but the dreary weather doesn't help lighten my somber mood. Maybe opening night will clear that up, even if it's not my preferred lineups. I did make some progress on my paper, but I'm sure I'll still be stressing Friday night trying to finish cranking it out.

Still no word on signings of those dropped, but I am seeing many more AHLers getting pushed to other teams and deeper cuts. With ECHL opening night rosters due this afternoon I guess we'll see what's up pretty soon. Campbell, one of our goalies from last year was also released from down in Texas. Sounds like a good number of former Chiefs are suffering right now. Um, hello NHL... thanks for that.

"I refuse to let you play me for a fool. -J-Lo" (Yes, I'm ashamed to post that but I typically quote off of whatever is playing when I finish up my entry.)

Paper confirmed my beliefs this morning, stating that Paul's role at camp changed with the arrival of Tremblay and it had him fighting for a spot on one of the three lines. I knew I didn't like Tremblay for a reason (beyond my despising the concept of AHL players being shoved down due to the situation in the NHL). But, I promised someone I'd try and be nice to him. At least it sounds like all four that were cut (Paul, Reiter, Molotosky and unsigned Bradley) will have jobs... now to see where.

"What am I doing here? What am I waiting for? -Tapping the Vein"

Ahh... Sixteen Candles. The movie that not only proves how old I am but it also inspires losers like me to think that maybe they could get the guy of their dreams. I think he exists. Hopefully we won't have one of those Alanis Morisette moments ("meeting the man of your dreams... and then meeting his beautiful wife") when the time finally comes.

Do you ever wonder how often you're right when you think you've clicked with someone? I mean, let's say you feel like there is somethere there between you and YOUR Jake (again, Sixteen Candles reference)... but he blows you off. Maybe he blew you off because it was expected of who the world perceived him to be, maybe you were right that there was something there, but instead you interpret it as him not wanting you. Maybe he didn't blow you off... he was just ambiguous because he was afraid you'd blow him off?

What if you know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that there is mutual interest - that click... but for whatever reason allowing something to come of it is avoided. Is it okay? Did you just f w/ destiny? How long is it before you look back thinking "what if"? If you ignore things they may go away for a little while, but they'll eventually come back to bite you. If you chose to not entertain even a friendship - what did you doom yourself to? Can we be friends?

"Baby, now's your chance. It's like cyanide. I am so dumb. Just beat me up. I've had it all for ever, I've had enough. -Hole"

I guess we'll be seeing you around cutie. I'm sorry to see you go. At least one of us got to come and say "hi" before things were dealt out. This sucks *stomps feet* At least our January run on NC/SC will be hitting Pee Dee, that is - if the rumor of him heading there now is true. The official email simply said released.

We would have had a special gift for you at the halloween party. I guess 27-heif will not get introduced. But maybe we'll post a picture so you know what you're missing out on.

Be well, let us know how you're doing... I know you're not allowed to use the phone, but maybe email won't trouble people as much.

"Hit so hard, that I saw stars. -Hole"

Someone told you I had a website. *ha ha ha* You're such a goober.
C'mon now. Who is really reading? Don't be silly. What happened to "I've never been loyal". Tsk tsk. How quickly we change our tune. Like I said... when it's the right woman, you won't even be looking at other ones.

Why didn't I call you - don't be an ass. Why would you care who that was with me the other day? And what exactly did you say to whom? I'm sorry, but getting hit on by married guys who might be in your 'circle' doesn't turn me on. *go lastname go lastname go lastname*. Ew. Thanks for that. I'm picky. What can I say.

Mmmm, black russians - it's what inspires people like me to tell people like Tremblay to kick Reynold's ass, or to tell people like you what is really on my mind.

At least I got some work done on my paper before the rest of the world showed up.
"Reaching out... Touching me... Touching you... -Neil Diamond"

And another joins the fold. The Chiefs signed another rookie forward, Joe Tallari. While I'm still seeing a few AHL players getting assigned down to ECHL teams, I am really thinking that we've gotten our goodies. Now, which ones will we keep?

Ok. Braved the rainy weather and went to practice today. Casey was nice enough to join me so I didn't feel like an utter retard. It's kind of interesting to finally see some of the drills that Toby has the guys do, I've never watched a practice before (or part of one as the case was). There was only a handfull of people who stopped in... but we remained invisible (as always) anyhow. Also got a little more confirmation on the object which was sighted back on April 7th.

I'm a bit tired today, but we didn't get home _that_ late. Chiefs lost last night in exhibition to the Nailers 3-1, but it was a good game to get them rolling. I saw most of the guys, old and new, missing easy passes and being a little 'off' here and there - but it's early.

Tremblay and James both fought. Not impressed with Tremblay on that one... I'm sorry, but Reynolds kicked your butt. That's pathetic. As for James, I think we were all impressed (and shocked) with that one.

Paulie took a few penalties, mostly I think because he was too geared up to try too hard. Got in a slapshot from the blue line, and a nice shot right on goal... and one wild ass smack across all three lines and nearly over the glass on the other side. I don't know what that was all about. *shrug* My tip, from one Cancer to another - we think too much. Stop thinking about it and just play.

I wish I could hit the game on Saturday but, eh... I'll wait til next Saturday. Mom should be coming up today to help me get the bathroom and hallway dealt with. Too bad I didn't get all of the textured stuff washed down and removed on Wednesday. Only one more wall to go, then sand the spackling and paint.

"For you left me, with so few memories that I can close my eyes and cling to. -K.D. Lang"

Ok, can any human deny that this is one gorgeous piece of flesh? That picture makes up for the oh so sexy knee-high old-man socks in yesterday's newspaper. *thumbs up* Nice one sparky.

Today I should be celebrating my "leather" anniversary (that's the traditional gift for three years). That's just too amusing to not celebrate regardless... so, now I need to find someone who wants to see what I bought as a leather gift. Any volunteers?

Looks like the AHL rosters are solidified. Can't get a straight answer on when they were due, but I think their season has started, and both Cleveland and Springfield have 25 guys on their newly listed rosters on their website. So, are we done? Is this all we're getting? If so, I guess we've got 24, if you count the guy who isn't signed but joined us at camp. If we axe a goalie and slice the non-signed fellow we're ready to roll.

This Tremblay guy was babbling in the paper. Poor Richard, you're not the lead goon anymore - you're going to have to get by on your good looks and smart-ass personality. That'll still work - just drop a few pucks in the net for me too, okay?

"Pieces of note fall down, but the letter read... -Better than Ezra"

Two guys were assigned down to the Chiefs. Jonathan Tremblay is coming in from Cleveland, and holy rip... 245 lbs?! Cripe. There is also Jeremy Van Hoof who is getting sent in from Springfield. I have to wonder if maybe that's all we're getting is a right wing and a d-man. Would be nice to know not too many of our guys would be on the chopping block in that case. Still no tickets ready for pickup, which would have been a good excuse to run down there and peek in at camp. Ah well.

"Makes me forget that I - still need her so. -UB40"

Free expensive perfume. Woohoo. My favorite aunt passed along a huge bottle of Poison whilest I was home visiting w/ mom this past weekend. It's the official 'feeling randy' perfume *laugh* I believe you can tell alot about someone by the scent they choose... although that probably makes people wonder about me. I simply cannot pick one or two scents. I probably have a good 15 at the house right now, but I am trying to finish off some of the bottles and not replace them.

Some of my favorites right now:
- Poison
- Victoria Secret's Decadent Desire
- Realm

I think I'm going to ask for a bottle of Pure Poison for Christmas, it's an interesting new scent by Dior. I know I've smelled something similar in the past, but the exact origin elludes me.

Which turns me to a similar subject: what's up with guys that don't wear cologne. I appreciate the body spray commercials that are out now encouraging men to pick a scent as it does tie closely to memories. There is nothing more enticing than getting in close and smelling a cologne that works well with a guy's body chemistry. And if all else fails, a guy can get a gold star just by wearing Polo or Gravity.

"No you can't take me apart. -Fear Factory"

Hit the circus this past evening. It was bad ass. Yes, I'm still a bit tipsy. From the circus you ask? No. But from the former Gman, and the Haven. Got to see some of the guys out, ironically the ones that need not worry at all about making the team (Bilodeau, Mather, Sully, Hildenbrand). Mather recognized me however, which was nice. It's always good to be remembered. :) I did shake hands with Bilodeau as leaving... when I was huggin on Larry *smile* he's such a champ.

My boyz are here :) That makes me happy.

I really need to learn how to carve the sentimental, caring side out of my heart and mind. I get one email and I feel like asking a million questions. How are you, how's work, what's new, but most of all.... are you happy? As much as I'd dislike the current situation to be the key to happiness, I do want to hear a yes, at some point on that question. Sadly, I don't know anything about him anymore.

I remember knowing every detail (or at least thinking I did) and now... to not have a clue what he's doing or learning or experiencing, and it seems so strange. This needs shaken soon. Hell we've been apart longer than we were actually married. I can't even say I can 'count' the six and a half years together prior. At least I tamed myself down to simply sharing photos of the girls... I know he still cares about that.

While catching up on a few people's blogs today I realized that several of my friends are utterly amazing people... there are many more, but I've selected these three to tell my tale:

Take the Laws, those two do everything - they've remodeled just about everything in their house, and it all looks stunning. They taught us how to brew wine, Brian deserves the title master craftsman for his woodworking and his websites, Angela is a gourmet chef. They're in a constant rotation of at least 3 bands (that number is low right now)... oh, and did I mention that Angela MADE her own bass? They both work 40 hour weeks and are raising a rugrat. Yes, they're amazing - and yeah, sometimes they make me ill :P

Then there is Christine. She's taken so many classes and lessons and is so dedicated to them. It doesn't matter if you're my age and you never learned how to do something - just go learn. She's also exceedingly dedicated to her workout routines (and now, going to the hockey games too - my fault). How someone so vibrant can keep her inner freak so contained kind of creeps me out at times. I'll get her into that vibrant red dress someday. She's so busy but yet she's able to be there for me whenever I need someone to talk to or hang out with. It's not easy to be a good friend 24-7.

Now, this realization hit me when I was checking out Joe's latest toon so I simply must include him in the three. This is another guy that amazes me. He's done development work on the side beyond his 40 hour plus job as well as all of the remodeling HE does which is also beyond words. He's an artsy guy, but he's also technical, you've got to respect that. He's been married, been divorced, and was a pillar of strength for me while I was still in NC unsure which way to turn. He's got the gothy dark side that I so enjoy being around, but he remains an upbeat and entertaining guy. He knows good wine, and has knows how to _love_ a good piece of chocolate.

That said, I started to think about myself and how boring I was when I realized that's not entirely the case. A couple years ago I was kind of boring, but I was too focused on that time on doing things 'together' which really limited the places I went, the things I did, the skills/talents/entertainment I explored. What do these three examples show me? Well, one is a couple another is a single female and another is a (semi)single male. I guess what it shows me is that my status with the opposite sex doesn't really matter, as long as your life is full... and by that I don't mean so busy that you can't think, but full in the sense of satisfaction and exploration of the things you want to do.

Ah, the camp roster - at last. Only one name on there that we weren't expecting to see and that is of a George Bradley. So, 23 guys at camp, 3 of which are goalies. Still no word on who's getting pushed down.

"But you know, I was looking around your apartment the other day. Know what I saw? I saw figure skates. -The Zambonis"

Instead of giving me the camp line up I see they've signed two more. Two more rookie forwards, Chris Fournier and Matt Reid... hmm. Most other teams are keeping trimmed back until they see what trickles down, so I'm trying to think like Toby would be. All I can figure is he plans on using a few for wheel-and-deal transactions that could give us people if we urgently need them down the line this season.

Well the buttocks injury is fine. I don't know what my deal is. I must just be getting old. Next time I'll stretch before I bowl *rolls eyes* how pathetic. I've been fighting with my sinuses this week too - so I'm puffy and snotty and stuffy. Quite the attractive look I'm sure. Couple that with the zits I have and additional puffiness from other issues ... I'm a HOTTIE. *laugh*

On other fronts, the chimney is now cleaned, and I think the thermostat is working correctly again, at least it did the past two nights. I forgot to turn the heat off this morning so let's hope it works correctly all day or the dogs will probably be in an 80 degree house when I get home. Now I need to seal up the upstairs windows and get a cover on the apartment air conditioner and I should be ready for winter.

Hockey is surprisingly quiet despite all the things that will be ramping up. I'm hoping I'll get to post a camp roster sometime today *ahem* Last time I did that it worked, so let's see if I'm lucky again. I'm also surprised I haven't seen names of the people we're getting pressed upon us from Springfield or Cleveland. Maybe the numbers will be lower than expected (hopefully). I'd rather see us whoop on Reading and Wheeling without the help of AHLers, it would be so much more glorious of a victory.

"Remember, you promised me... I'm dying, I'm dying, please. -Hole"

One week before camp starts and I end up on IR after sustaining an ass injury while bowling. What a world. So yeah, I expect to be gimping tomorrow. Pathetic enough I can't even blame my AWFUL scores on the injury as it didn't happen til the second game. It was a bad night that got worse, in a funny kind of way.

I now also know what it's like to be on stage at Jerry Springer. Funny what you get when you mix an ex, a chemically imbalanced pathological liar/nutjob, an ice cream sundae, and my "fat, unfortunate-looking ass". I probably shouldn't entertain the cruel tendancies I have when dealing with an instable individual - but I just can't help it, it's too damn funny. As I've pointed out to other people in the past, if I'm so awful and ugly and fat and...whatever else you think I am, then why do you waste your time worrying about what I'm doing, what I'm wearing, who I'm with etc?

If I am chopped into bits and found in the trees by my house I'll be sure to remind a few close friends of the name of the probable suspect.

I love my puppies I love my puppies I love my puppies. Ok... I've convinced myself of this and can now turn down the opportunity to work in the Netherlands for 6 or 18 months. Besides, that would run right through hockey season.

Wow, three posts - one day. You'd swear I had something important to say.

Just a few little tidbits and speculation from this evening's meeting to share. It's official, Growden opted to retire and Langager went back to school. We're looking at 4 to 8 being dropped ot us from the Falcons and only 2 or 3 from Cleveland.

As was noted on other sites earlier today PL was released from Hershey. Damn shame too, being that the word is he scored the first goal of the game right prior. *rolls eyes* I guess he was a bit upset... rightfully so. You, and several others deserve to be up there, you're all just victims of timing this season. Of course, there is likely to be other victims of this season... especially after all these ppl get pushed down and we're forced to make cuts. *fingers crossed* You can do it hottie.

"Well I guess it ain't easy doing nothing at all. But hey man free rides just don't come along every day! -Offspring"

And my question gets answered... so it's all at the WM, but they don't start til after the circus has wheeled out.

2004 Johnstown Chiefs Training Camp Schedule
Sunday October 10 Players arrive in Johnstown; physicals
Monday October 11 On ice 1:00 p.m.-3:45 p.m.
Tuesday October 12 On ice 10:00 a.m.-12:00 p.m.
Wednesday October 13 On ice 10:00 a.m.-12:00 p.m.
Thursday October 14 On ice 11:00 a.m.-11:45 a.m.; Game vs. Wheeling @ Harmarville (7:00 p.m.)
Friday October 15 On ice 10:00 a.m. – 12:45 p.m.
Saturday October 16 On ice 11:00 a.m.-11:45 a.m.; Game @ Wheeling (7:30 p.m.)
Sunday October 17 OFF

The Chiefs will begin their regular practice schedule on Monday, October 18th when they take the ice daily from 10:00 a.m. – 12:00 p.m.

Ticket for preseason game procured. *woot* I'm seeing a lot of places putting out information on their exact training camp schedules. We've been trying to guess how the Chiefs will work around the circus and other things at the war memorial and if they'll end up abusing planet ice.

I get to go to the dentist today before the fan club meeting. Hopefully we won't be finding any other fillings which need replaced. I loathe the dentist and the pain they represent. It's not that the fillings even hurt like I remember them to from childhood. Now, as an adult, the worst part is the smell of the burning tooth as it's being drilled. *shudder*

Made calls to find someone to clean the fireplace and for another to clean and inspect my furnaces. I wonder how costly this is going to be. Ever see the movie money pit? I haven't fallen through the floor... yet. This stuff just needs to wrap up soon, as I won't have quite the income I use to in a few months.

"Wish that I could find a place to hideaway. -Fuel"

Know what tonight feels like? Like one of the cool, rainy, Saturdays at UPJ when we'd pull out a VHS, wander to the tuck shop - and grab some fries, swedish fish or gummy sharks, and a pint of Ben and Jerry's. Mmm, sharing Ben and Jerry's with a movie, a dark room, and a few sheets. I can't be the only one who misses the "good old days" from time to time. I guess I'm reminded of this partially because Jurassic Park is on TV, one of the movies along w/ the Crow, and a few others that were used in this ritual quite often.

Johnstown is too lonely sometimes. I miss who I thought I was. I miss even more what I thought you were.

It's really nice to plop down on the couch for a minute after bustling about all morning. The house is fairly clean now, and I've also provided bigger and better accomodations for Bates, my betta fish. I even got him a neighbor (another male), who is yet to be named, although... if I go with the theme and my lack of creativity you can guess what I'll end up naming him. Two male entities in what use to be an all female house. It's like re-aligning karma or something. :)

I did some reading on betta fish last night, so I feel a lot more knowledgable about them. When I first got Bates he would make all kinds of bubbles. Turns out that is his 'nest' which he makes to prepare for eggs should a lady happen by. Since he hasn't been nesting lately, that supported my theory that he was sad. Hopefully the larger container, cutsey leafy thing to 'lean' on (which I now know they like), and the company to 'flare up' at and strut his stuff will get him bubbling again.

I've been told I'm not updating often enough. Well there just isn't much to say. I am proud as I got into one of the smaller sets of clothing today, it's my Trinity-style suit, quite bitchin. Of course, we're going to Ground Round for lunch, so I won't be fitting into it for long.

One week til camp opens up - woohoo!

And.. AH - October at last. My favorite month, which I refuse to allow to be sullied by mistakes made in years past during this season. May you rot like the leaves as they fall to the ground. *smile* Have a nice day!

"And baby when you care, then I will be there, by your side. -Lasgo"