Well, you're my green-eyed girl and I been running round with you

Hockey screaming and a couple pics behind the cut.

( Even the weather reflects my mood, goddammit )

Okay! Uh. I honestly don't have much to say; my life is currently work and playoffs and occasionally sketchy errands into international waters. So. Here is some music. I like it! You might like it too!

( Music Post: Fuck off world, I need a distraction for now )

The Maryland five cent bag tax has made me both a better and worse person: better in that I actually remember to use my recyclable bags about seventy five percent of the time, but worse in that in that other twenty five percent of the time, I tend to refuse to get bags when I really should just ante up and pay, and therefore end up striding through parking lots and public areas with all my horrible purchases on full display for judgement. I went through a McDonald's kiddie play area with a jug of vodka that was the size of a mid-sized dog in my arms once, and today I got to show off the fact that my groceries consisted of Cool Ranch doritos, watermelon-flavored Italian ice, bacon, sour cream, a bag of oranges, and enough remaindered Easter candy to possibly kill a rhino. Good times