So as we all know by now the ****** lost last night and as I told Cari after the game they didn't win therefore I am disowning them until further notice. I know I'm being petty and childish but I don't care it's my party and I'll cry if I want to. I asked them to do one thing, ONE THING, to win on my birthday and they couldn't do it, they couldn't even score. So the place that the ****** occupied in my heart up until now is empty and will continue to remain so until they win or at least score. So today instead of filling up on my once beloved team, like usual, I'm going to fill up on cakey goodness in the hopes that it will fill the void that the ****** have left in my soul. I feel kind of like the girl who didn't have a date for prom and sits home all alone with her quart of ice cream. Well, the ****** were my prom date and they stood me up BIG TIME. As you've probably noticed by now I refuse to call them by name and I will continue to not call them by name until they win, it's all part of my plan.
I sat there during the game and kept going to myself, it has to get better, it has to get better, but it didn't and then I was depressed. So on top of spending most of my birthday studying for a quiz that I had today, the team, who shall not be named by me until they win, lost.
Well anyways I'm Paille years old now so that means that I'm a quarter of a decade or a score when I feel like being technical. The one nice thing about my birthday is that I always know there are only 25 days until Christmas and that ABC Family will start showing all the Christmas movies that I love. But I'm off to read for nutrition and finsish watching The Polar Express. Toodles.
Tuesday, December 2
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Aw, happy belated birthday Kim! I'm sorry the losers didn't even score on your birthday. ): Stupidheads!
I hope that the rest of the day went better.
Well, the ****** were my prom date and they stood me up BIG TIME.
AWWW. Awesome analogy, though, babe.
And, dear? Last time I checked, 25 years was a quarter of a century... But, then again, I put 5 cups of flour in when it called for half that... But still.
happy (late) Birthday Kim! Sorry the boys lost on your big day.. at least you had hockey on your birthday- I don't get that lucky.. August Bdays will do that to ya.
Happy Pailleth Birthday!
Wonderful pics of Derek. His hair looks so shiny and golden.
Wonderful pics of Derek. His hair looks so shiny and golden.
He's just so beautiful... That's why I refuse to allow him to like boys... I want him to like girls... Specifically, this one. =]
Thanks for the birthday wishes I guess it was a futile hope that the game could be like last years where the ****** won 7 to something against Carolina.
OH and because I'm a moron, I meant to say one-fifth of a century old instead of a quarter century.
OH and because I'm a moron, I meant to say one-fifth of a century old instead of a quarter century.
You said it, dear. And I wish they could've won like they did last year, too. But I'm hoping that, in light of yesterday's events, when compared to those of those one year prior, I'm hoping that those happenings will sort of mirror those for December 22nd... Oh, wait, we won in a shoot out on my birthday last year. Ummm, no, I take it back. I want December 22, 2008 to turn out quite similarly to 12.22.07. Mostly because it'll be the first Sabres game for the combination of you, Jen, and myself. =]
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