This is my obligatory sappy, emotastic, end-of-season post.

I haven't updated this in a while, but nobody cares because nobody reads it so no loss there. Well, okay, I lied. One person does. WOOHOO! :D

I believe I left off with our April 4th win against Kelowna on home ice... it was sweet. Up 2-0 in the series; the games were intense. But, 8 days have passed since and a lot happened.

April 7th @ Kelowna- L
April 8th @ Kelowna- L
April 10th @ home- L

and tonight...

April 12th @ Kelowna- L. Americans eliminated, Kelowna goes on. :(

Too many injuries, too many guys missing, too much of everything. But, lets not make any excuses.

The last game for Procyshen, Reese, Fadden, and Pickard (amongst other players who may not be coming back... *sobs*). I was only listening to the game, but I was told by people who were watching that Chet was crying after coach pulled him out to put Martyniuk in the net. Talk about heartbreaking.

So, I'm gonna deliver with this whole emotastic blog deal... and here it goes:


First off- Taylor Procyshen. Not only a great player, but an awesome guy in general. Total inspiration. Great captain. I couldn't have asked for a better guy to lead this team.

Jason Reese- Helloooo, difference maker! He did so much for the team. Love watching him play. Brought a lot of experience to the team and knowing that he started out here as a Jr. AM is pretty awesome. Reese came full circle here and I'm so glad to have been able to witness it!

Mitch Fadden- Our ("Dave"'s) little (big) redheaded stallion. You have no idea how thankful I am we got this guy during that midseason trade business. Behbeh really did "get 'er done, eh." Insane. Another difference maker, fo' sho.

Chet Pickard- Whatta man, whatta man. Great goalie. I can't imagine what we would have done without him! He had a great career here in Tri. I'm so stoked to see him go on to the next level. We'll most definitely miss this one.


This was the first season I was able to really get into because I lived close enough to go to the games (I've followed the AMS for years though) and whatnot. This team has a lot of heart and a lot of talent. The n00bs like Behbeh Yuen, Shinny FTW4EVER, and Messier (those are just a few) give me a great feeling about next season. I'm fucking jacked about next season! And with our 19-year-olds, who knows? McColm, Toll, Lazo, Stoklasa, Plouffe... Personally, if I had it my way, we wouldn't lose any of 'em, but the Dub says "fuck off, you can only have 3." Ugh. :(



*So, hockey behbehs... I know none of you will ever read this, but it makes me feel better to write this all out... It was a great season. No lie. We are sooo proud of you guys! You guys did fantastic and it was awesome to be able to witness it. So here's to next year: whether you'll be back here in TC, playing with another team in the Dub, in the AHL, in the NHL, in another league I didn't mention, or just done and moving on to the next phase of your life.* You guys deserve all the cuppies and cookies in the world!

And Hockee Frendz, I'm so thankful to have met you all!! You made this season even better! I had a blast and laughed harder with you all than I have with other people. We can't let the end of the season be the end of us hanging out! :) Love you all!!!! ♥♥


In other awesomeness, the NHL ploffs are coming up! So my hockey obsession won't be too starved after tonight. :) And my browser is decked out in a Montreal Canadiens theme. 'Cause I'm fucking fabulous like that. haha

Gizzle dizzle! (Snoop Speak for "Game day")

It's game day. Boys can seal the deal tonight. The only thing keeping Everett afloat is that brick wall Heemskerk.

Dimples is hurt, too. :( Taken out on a stretcher and everything. Poor behbeh! Total bummer. I'm hoping it's nothing major (I know they were just taking precautions with the stretcher and all). Get well soon, Dimples! Hate seeing ya come back for a few games and then forced to sit out 'cause of injury. Cookies, cupcakes, hugs, kisses, and "Dave Schultz's" healing waffles for you, behbeh. But maybe I'll get to see you in a suit...?

Family is in town, so I gotta go get ready to see them.

Go AMS!

Places to see, people to do.

I was out-and-about con mi amiga this afternoon and found these shot glasses. I pretty much had to laugh my ass off. I forgot to get pics, but there were also some shot glasses that said "I &hearts Jesus." haha Goooo figure.



Yeah, don't drink, kids. It's bad for ya.

Anyway, I think I'm going to the Friday ploff game. Pretty much excited. Gonna bring one of my friends along for her first hockey game EVAR, too. YAY!

Um, so I'm seriously considering trying out to sing the anthems (Canadian and US) for a game or something for next season (it's probably too late for anything this season). "Dave Schultz" introduced the idea to me. I dunno, though. It may require copious amounts of alcohol and proverbial balls on my part. It would be nice to do something new-slash-different. Could be fun. But I'm still kickin' that idea around...

Tomorrow night is the makeup game against the Spokanistan Queefs (thanks to Kimberly for the ticket!!). Originally, I couldn't go because of recording, but as luck would have it, half of the Queefs gots teh foodz poisoning and pussed out and postponed the game to a night where I could go. YAY! (Note: I'm not exactly stoked that they are sick, but just the fact that the date changed makes me happy. C'mon, I'm not that mean!)

I also have a performance tomorrow night (well, technically tonight) which happens to start at 7:30 PM. Coincidentally, the hockey game starts at 7:05 PM. Eff. But I have a plan. And I'll make it to the game. I should be golden. Gonna sit with a whole new group of people and I'm STOKED! I love meeting new people! :)

BTW, have I ever mentioned how much I love our team??

And FYI, we won the game last night. Plouffy is injured (NOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) and Spencer totally checked a Coug from behind (this may or may not be taken in a horrible way) and accidentally kinda fucked him up. Behbeh is now suspied (ohh you hockey players and your nonsensical words). Not sure what exactly is wrong with the Coug dude, but if you're laying on the ice, writhing in pain for like 5 minutes, I'm gonna assume the sitch isn't good. So Spencer... my darling, sweet, dimpled, little Spencer... please be careful. I hate seeing you not play. But, I'm not gonna lie, I like seeing you in a suit, too. But that's another blog for another day. So yeah. Please be careful. :)

On a sidenote, Jimmy Fallon's late night show SUCKS. I'm sorry, baby. You're just not funny. You try waaaaay too hard. You're awkward. Oh, and you're NOT Conan, so quit trying to take on his little quirks and whatnot. It doesn't work. :(

And on another sidenote, I just wanna say "hey, thank you! you're awesome and you kick large amounts of hind-end!" to those who follow my blog and anyone else who happens to stumble upon my incessant ramblings published for all to see. Seriously, I'm surprised even one person wants to read this shit. lol So, thanks! :) I'm gonna go eat cupcake now to celebrate. lol

fuck my life.

Title says it all.

Everything pretty much sucks ass right now. Large amounts of ass.

I had to call in, like a fucking idiot, and cancel my playoff ticket package. GRR.

That pretty much made me wanna cry, oddly enough. But I've done enough of that already, so I'll just bite my tongue or something.

If anything else decides to shit the bed, I might have to consider living in a cave or committing myself.

FUCK MY LIFE.

Millicent needs sleep.

Oh my fucking gosh, I'm so sick of this crappy, indecisive weather. It was like hailing 10 minutes ago and pulling some monsoon crap right before that. doubleyouteeFUCK.

I have a gig tomorrow. Ugh. I don't really wanna do it either. My head is somewhere other than music at the moment.

I feel like someone kicked the shit outta me. Hmm. If I'm getting sick, I'm gonna kick someone in the shins. If I get sick now, recording next weekend is gonna SUCK. Probably to the point where I won't have a voice. :( And I kinda need that thing.

I'm currently running off of a bagle and two bajillion milligrams of caffiene. I may want to look into eating someday. lol

Can't freakin' wait to get my playoff tickets!! I hope I get the seats I wanted. If I don't, I'm gonna cry like a little bitch, get over it, and sit wherever they put me. I can't hold grudges.

And the quarter is almost OVER! Hory chit, that was fast (TWSS). And anthropology is kicking my ass.



But on a good note, I wuv my new hockey friendlies. They are the BESTEST. Like hella. ;)

Dear Spokane Chiefs,

I just wanna say you guys really accentuated your douche-baggery tonight.

Mmhmm.

Just because we own you on home ice... in front of a sold-out-crowd (10,538 in attendance)... *ahem* doesn't mean sportsmanship and general sense goes down the fucking drain.

I'm not gonna say much anymore because, really- what more can I say?

Well, I guess I can say "fuck off."

Yeah.

You guys can fuck right off... right now.

No love,

Millicent

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Ams @ Spokanistan.

5-2 Ams final.

One of the most physical games I've ever seen. INSANE.

Also, wore my Spokanistan shirt. Schmexy, baby.

Chet got knocked out 2nd period. Some Spokanistan pissant got mad because Chet caught a shot in his glove... then decided to beat the fuck out of poor Chet. I shit you not, he was knocked the fuck out. Laid out, not really moving. Poor baby! Had to leave the game right there. Not sure what's going on with him now; hopefully, it's not a concussion! Martyniuk stepped in and only allowed one goal toward the end of the night- good job, sweet thang!

After about a thousand fights, there were about 58 or so penalties total. A SHIT-TON. The official game report says we racked up 170 minutes in the PB and Spokane wound up with 172. Holy fucking shit. It was mentioned that maybe a few dirty Chiefs may be suspended. Here's to hoping they get what they deserve.

Texted "Dave Schultz", who made the trek up to Dirty Chief Country, throughout the game and said even some of the fans were being escorted out after the first few initial Ams/Chief fights. Crazy shit, son.


Tonight was Spokanistan's turn for pink ice. Praise baby Jesus, it wasn't that awful Pepto Bismol color. During an intermision, Comcast interviewed Kruise Reddick and asked him about the pink ice. He said "you can actually see the lines." hahaha Hmm... wonder what he was insinuating??

Wow.

I may have to come back tomorrow and describe a little more because there is SO much that happened (kinda). I can't really put it all together coherently right now. haha I'm too wound up (still)!


Went to the Ams/Chilliwack game on Wednesday with "Dave Schultz", Mikaela, and Cristal. Had a blast! Kind of a boring game, but our boys played well and won. Gotta love it. Our boys are on a great run right now. Tomorrow, Portland is in town. Going to that as well (woohoo, thanks again!), so I'm looking forward to that. I'm also trying to get a playoff package... never purchased one before, so I may need to enlist some help or something so I don't fuck it up.

And I'm happy to say that my broseph is currently sitting across the room from me. :) He's here to visit me for a day or two. I missed him!




Oh, and I just want to say, I fucking LOVE my Ams. Keep up the good work, behbehs. ;)

Fuck me running sideways.

Edit: pathetic ex has given up (I think). Praise baby Jesus!

I almost forgot... going to Seattle on Friday for an anthropology thing... I'm such a nerd. Gonna see Lucy! Oh, and I got 7.5 hours of sleep last night. That's like 3.5 more than I usually get! But I still feel like a truck hit me, then went and backed up over me again. Heh.

I've just come to the conclusion that my life is boring, but I'm not totally bothered by that. I must be getting old or something. haha

Oh, and on a super-awesome-spectacular note, my friend Shaina got me Starbucks this morning. For no reason. lol It was pure awesome. Made my week. And I just got offered a ticket to the game tomorrow night (thank you again!). Automatically, my week is kick-ass because of these two things. On top of that, my bro is coming to visit me this weekend. WOOHOO!

Millicent needs to..

learn how to go to bed at a humane hour so she doesn't oversleep and miss her class.

FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL.

And I don't even wanna have rehearsal today. I'm SO sick of singing. Actually, I have to perform today. SHIT. FUCK FUCK FUCK.

Blah.

Boys won again tonight 4-1! That's a three-win weekend for them. Ohhhh, they are definitely my favorite group of 16-20 year olds.

So I just found out my aunt had a stroke. I had a feeling she did before she even got to the hospital. When I went to go check up on her this afternoon, she was just acting all sorts of weird. Total textbook symptoms. But she's doing alright as far as I know.

I'm tired. Not sure if I should go to bed now or later. I have a feeling I may be called to the hospital later. Or more phone calls that I have to answer. Le sigh.

I have nothing witty/funny/awesome to say.

Sheeeeyit, mo'fuggas.