My shot at being cryptic
Except that most of you will probably figure out what I mean anyways, or atleast the ones that matter will.
It's not often that I give something a chance when all the signs lead to saying no. Or that I shouldn't give it a chance. It's only ever happened one time before. And that was when I begged Scott to come out to Anaheim to play. Everyone thought since he'd been a Devil for so long there was no way... but there was something there that helped me get my way. And it was our bond. Yeah, we're brothers, but anyone that knows anything about having a sibling... it's often times more effective to play AGAINST their sibling rather than with. It's more likely to create issues rather than help the team.
I felt that tug again since my last post. The sign that there was something more that I should be willing to go for. And yeah, there are still the shakey parts, but that's expected. Just like with Scott, there were times when I really thought it might be better if I go play for LA or something, so we'd still be close but not SO close. But in the end, it was only a little tiff that just keeps drawing us closer. And I think that's how this is going too. The fact that it's all out there and we know it... it's better. And at this point, I don't know if there's even a chance that I'll give up on it. Atleast not without good reason, and those good reasons seem to be tucked away and buried. Which is good enough for me.
On the not so cryptic front: PERRY AND GETZY, you fuckers are going down. Not even can I drink you guys under the table, you fuckers can pull shit on me that I don't know how to handle. So it'll be better for you if you forget about giving me hell, and join forces with me to get all the rookies.... just as a warning.
Also: Went home for the big Cup shindig. Had a pretty awesome time. Ammie met mom, and Scott and his other half. She's met the boys before, even if it was to drop them off to the nanny after I picked her up from the airport. And if Scott and his other half hadn't been such slackers, they would've met her then too, but they were probably too busy screwing out on the greens or something. But the party at home was great, got my hair cut just the way I like it, Number 3 please! and Mom even made Scott get his hairs chopped off. HAHAHAHAHA.
and I'm getting bored with typing, and I'm tired, so I'm going to go take a nap. Laters!
It's not often that I give something a chance when all the signs lead to saying no. Or that I shouldn't give it a chance. It's only ever happened one time before. And that was when I begged Scott to come out to Anaheim to play. Everyone thought since he'd been a Devil for so long there was no way... but there was something there that helped me get my way. And it was our bond. Yeah, we're brothers, but anyone that knows anything about having a sibling... it's often times more effective to play AGAINST their sibling rather than with. It's more likely to create issues rather than help the team.
I felt that tug again since my last post. The sign that there was something more that I should be willing to go for. And yeah, there are still the shakey parts, but that's expected. Just like with Scott, there were times when I really thought it might be better if I go play for LA or something, so we'd still be close but not SO close. But in the end, it was only a little tiff that just keeps drawing us closer. And I think that's how this is going too. The fact that it's all out there and we know it... it's better. And at this point, I don't know if there's even a chance that I'll give up on it. Atleast not without good reason, and those good reasons seem to be tucked away and buried. Which is good enough for me.
On the not so cryptic front: PERRY AND GETZY, you fuckers are going down. Not even can I drink you guys under the table, you fuckers can pull shit on me that I don't know how to handle. So it'll be better for you if you forget about giving me hell, and join forces with me to get all the rookies.... just as a warning.
Also: Went home for the big Cup shindig. Had a pretty awesome time. Ammie met mom, and Scott and his other half. She's met the boys before, even if it was to drop them off to the nanny after I picked her up from the airport. And if Scott and his other half hadn't been such slackers, they would've met her then too, but they were probably too busy screwing out on the greens or something. But the party at home was great, got my hair cut just the way I like it, Number 3 please! and Mom even made Scott get his hairs chopped off. HAHAHAHAHA.
and I'm getting bored with typing, and I'm tired, so I'm going to go take a nap. Laters!