How long can Taylor Pyatt live without his eyeliner? I'm taking bets.

Old friends are always nice. Awkward, but fuck, life isn't that long and you can't waste life worrying about that shit, you know?

Playoffs are soon. I'm still not good enough.

You put your hip in, you put your hip out, you put your hip in, and you shake it all about.
You do the Hokey Pokey and you turn yourself around.
That's what it's all about.

I like eating ice cream in the middle of winter.

We're going back to North America in a couple weeks.

I know I'm going to play a game before the playoffs start.

I'm bored. I'm really really really bored.

I'm not allowed to do more than 8 hours of biking or something like that. So I have another like 16 hours to fill and I think I've done everything I can do as a bum in Vancouver.

Not being able to play is giving me more stress then I ever got playing. It's fucked up.

I hate it. I hate being useless. I hate that I want to play so fucking badly but my body won't let me. I hate that I'm not strong enough to get past this like everything else. God I went weeks where I couldn't fucking walk but now I'm pretty much done.

And it hasn't even been a damn week.

This sucks. :(

I hear all this talk about how I'm going to be pampered with massages until I'm sick of them, but I'm not really feeling the two hands are supposed to making my injured self feel better ( Read more... )

4 more days. :)

I am still a little scared about these new songs I'm supposed to hear though.

I guess I have to do this. I don't know, I am pretty boring so I'm not really sure why people would ask.

Ask me 6 questions no matter how personal, private or random, I have to answer them honestly. In turn, you MUST post this message in your own journal.Another MRI. I am just getting beat up all over the place. This is what happens when certain ( Read more... )

I am pretty good at winging it. Because I have the best instincts ever or what not. I always had the best timing anyway ( Read more... )