jussayin' pt. deuce.

I'm watching random sports interviews on YouTube and I think my IQ has dropped about 5000000 precious points.

Every single interview features the athlete saying "uh" about 200 times in a 30 second snippet.

I mean, really, is it that hard to find words?!

Jussayin'.

jussayin.

4 days until NYC.

Jussayin.

Something that kinda gives ya the warm 'n fuzzies.

Old interview/feature dealy on Carey Price. I thought it was purty sweet, so I thought I'd share.

srsly? srsly. eff.

Roomie is snoring so effin' loud.

She is probably just as loud, if not louder, than my dad when he snores.

I can hear her all the way out here in the living room. adlfknioweurnpjo43inomklkajf;lkjiowneoisn;alkdfjadufe24qosdjnevorfjioerl;k




I mean, really- is it that hard to breathe unaudibly while you sleep?

doubleyouteefuck.

There is some sleep to be had 'round here.

GAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!

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

Seriously. Seeeeriously.

Sooooo I pretty much feel the love.

Yessum, I'm feelin' it.

First, mi madre made the trek to see me tonight.

Then, Merrick brought me FLOWERS after the performance (awww!!)!

THEN, I get home at 1 AM, go brush my teeth, and as I open the cabinet door, I see a piece of paper with my name on it. It was a little note from my roomie telling me I did awesome and good luck on my interview tomorrow! Could I ask for a better bestie/roomie? I think not. :)

Seriously.

I smiled so fucking much this evening, my mouth hurts. It hurts so good! Thanks everyone!! <3

Got the car back today. Yeah, it shit the bed yesterday when I was LITERALLY three blocks away from my house. Go fuckin' figure. But I got Julia (my car's name.. yeah, I named her) this evening, so life can resume.

Recording today and tomorrow. GAH. I will more than likely miss tonight's game (Ams @ Spokanistan) so I'm pretty much pissed. I believe I will be in the clear for Saturday's game (Spokanistan @ Ams), but I can't go. I can only watch! BOOOOOO.

Oh, and I have an interview this afternoon. Keeping my appendages crossed.

Went to the team signing yesterday with "Dave Schultz" and Shari. Went to Fiesta (best be jealous) then hit up the signing. Didn't get anything signed. Mainly because I find it kinda odd to ask a bunch of 16-20 year old boys to sign their name on a poster. I just wanted the poster. lol

And saw some of our players when I went to lunch today with some besties. They are pretty much A-FUCKING-DORABLE. lol

That's all. :) I'll blog from recording tomorrow or some shit.

Oh, and sorry if this post is a bit scatterbrained and whatnot. It's like 3 AM. I'm tired. But felt the urge to blog. :)

My, oh, my... The team did it AGAIN!!

U.S. DIVISION CHAMPIONS

That's right, my sweet chinchillas, the Tri-City Americans are the 2009 U.S. Division champs- again! Congrats, boys!! You deserve it. :)

Behbehs beat Seattle tonight 4-2. Luckily, I was able to watch the game on WHL TV (thanks!!). Baby goalie Marty got 1st star!! WOOHOO!!!!! GREAT JOB! He totally kicked ass. Played the entire game and made 27 saves out of 29 shots. Fierce saves, BTW. He was great. So fucking excited for him.

My Hockey Hubby didn't make any goals, but he got 15 minutes in the PB! WOO! Go bbi. Game misconduct and major fighting. Aww. It was so hot to see him fight. RAWR. haha Werbs (shocker) and Uncle Mitch (who also had an assist on a Hughesman goal... yay!) had to serve some time in the box for fighting as well. Le sigh. I got a bunch of hot little warriors on my team. I love it!

Spencer (a.k.a. CUTEST EFFIN' DIMPLES EVAAAAR) got a goal, too!! Assisted by Sutherland and Shinny (oh gosh, I love that boy). AWESOME! I was pretty stoked for him.

Chet is still out (obviously) and he was here in the Tri resting up. His little broseph was the goalie for Seattle tonight, so everytime they said Pickard, I got a little confused. Dammit.

In other fantastic news, Spokanistan LOST to Prince George tonight. Gotta love it. Don't let the door hit you on the way out, bitches.

Ams play again tomorrow night against... Seattle. Again.

Ahhh, so I pretty much love this team. I'm so proud of them and I'm so fuckin' excited for them. Another banner, boys! GREAT JOB! You're the cutest, classiest, most talented group of 16-20 years olds EVER. lol I love it.

Anyway, just thought I'd post that before i pass out. :)

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. ;)

Is it really that hard to breathe? : a passive-aggressive post

Dear roommate,

Could I interest you in some Breathe Right strips??



STOP SNORING.

Love,

Millicent
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My roommate is snoring. Again. I can hear her all the way out here in the living room. But at least her timing is better than usual. She woke me up right before my alarm went off. Normally she likes to bust out the snore show at like 2 AM. She even snores while sleeping on her side. GAH. No me gusta. And you can't wake her ass up or anything. Damn near impossible. She use to have the most ANNOYING text alert EVER, so I would sent her a text (for some reason, it was the only thing that would get her to stop) like "Good morning, sunshine. You're snoring! Goodnight." But then when she got the text, the snore whore thinks I'm like joking or something.

I'm not.

Holy fucking hell, woman, you sound like my dad. So, no. I'm not joking. At all. And it's not cute either.

It's 2-something in the morning.

You should know I'm a really expressive person. I like to express myself through various mediums, but mostly through art. So I decided to express myself on my picture editing program.

This about sums it up:




Yeah, you should also know I've got a Ph.D in Bullshit as well.

Ohhh, science.