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i need some sort of project for over winter break so i can be productive. and for some odd reason, i really want to go to a hockey game. i think it's an urge from my seemingly white-trash childhood..in the days where i would wear my sweet flannel shirt and eat nachos and cheer for fights. but shit, i left that shirt to the hockey arena. i bet the zamboni man took it. it was always totally cool when they shot the shirts out of the air gun. or when the remote control blimps dropped coupons over crowds of people.