  --my car inspection is overdue. by almost two weeks. can i wait to have it done until after i get back from vegas? i'm lazy. --i almost had my first career shutout last night. blew it with three minutes left in the game. it felt good to win, though; it was also nice hearing "that was the best game i've ever seen you play" from the resident rinkrat/goaltending expert, too. --my entire right upper arm is covered in a dark purple bruise. i should take a picture. i played five games the past three days; apparently, i took a lot of shots in the arm. --a thunderstorm hovered over the rink and my house last night from 9 p.m. until 1 a.m. it was the longest, loudest, fiercest storm i've ever seen.
--i am probably going to get fired before i have a chance to decide what i want to do. which is fine. -- urlLink the fabulist might be the worst book ever, yet i can't stop reading it. -- urlLink lxg is getting awful reviews, so i might ask the boy to see urlLink pirates of the caribbean instead.
--i have a little post-it note in my pocket with one-word prompts on it. the prompts are for pirate jokes. the boy hates pirate jokes. this makes me like them more. --i'm going to pawn my acoustic guitar this weekend. i have no musical talent, and i would rather have the $50 to spend on blackjack next week in vegas. --i still can't believe i didn't win the damn lottery. --it's late friday, and i can't wait to go home. 
