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[27 May 2006|11:41pm] |
Oh.
Oh my gawd.
I missed Edmonton knocking out Anaheim. I missed it. I was watching a movie, I was doing something. How could I have done that? I must have an exceptionally weak mind. I can never remember. And now I'm just shocked. I'm so, SO HAPPY, but I'm shocked and so pissed off that I missed it. I like to tape moments like that. Not that it matters - in even five years, will I even still have all those VHS tapes I keep stockpiled?
But I'm guaranteed at least four more games with those suckers, and I'll be watching all of them on Julie's TV. Late at night, while she's in bed. I'll be down there.
Watching.
And making creepy faces.
Some
may be funny.
Most
will be creepy.
I know what I was doing. I was trying to watch Fire In The Sky, finally, and I had started and then Jimmy called me. Then my 'rents were sleeping and I wanted to play the movie loud, not keep adjusting the volume. I'm excited about watching it but I'm gonna wait 'til tomorrow night. One movie I watched today that was cool as all get-out was Orlando. Damn, was that movie cool. Tilda Swinton is my GIRL. It was so cool: Extra-long shots were cool, dialogue was cool, premise was way cool, had its not-so-good moments, but at the end I was flipping out. Very very very very very cool.
Not as cool as those darling Oilers making it to the finals. WOW. Wow. I'm so stupendously happy for those guys.
Dag! From out my window I just heard car tires squeal out past the trainyard, some guys yelling, some kind of crash, and more tire squeals. Dag!
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