Wearing: I’m so happy that long loose tunics and babydolls are back in style. I can’t imagine why they ever went out in the first place, because they pretty much are the most flattering style for every shape. American Eagle, Charlotte Russe, and TJ Maxx are my favorite stores. I just got a pair of Converse Flip Flops that are the second most comfortable FF I’ve ever had (I had a pair of Reefs that lasted through 2 Wordstocks and they were the shiznit. May they rest in peace.)

Listening to: Jason Mraz and hits from the Spring and Summer of 2002. That was the breakout year of my secret radio listening, and those songs always get me into the Summer mood. “Those songs” would be by Vanessa Carlton, Michelle Branch (whatever happened to her?), John Mayer, old school Nickleback, stuff like that.

Reading: Real Sports Reporting. I’m half way through the book and I’m having self doubts about my intended career goal. I’m scared that maybe Sports Journalism isn’t for me. It’s a lot harder than it seems. There’s deadlines. Timely and sudden deadlines. You also have to find the right balance between being a fan and a reporter. Which would mean I can’t be bias against the Patriots anymore, which is liking taking away a fat persons junk food. Maybe I’m just meant to be a fan? And if that’s the case what are my other options?

Watching: NHL and NBA Stuff. Kobe’s 7th gear in 4th quarters is sick.

Craving: Lots of water.

Wondering: What are the best kinds of foods to bring to a 4 day music festival?

Wishing: That the Penguins win the Stanley Cup.

Lusting after: Purses. They are so expensive!

Hating/Disliking: That Reality shows classify wearing glasses as bad and unfashionable. You know some people are “doomed” with birth defects that Lasik and contacts can’t fix.

Missing: A few people.

Boy crushing: From today forward I’m making a personal goal and effort to not crush on athletes anymore. Do you have any idea how hard this is going to be? However I’m not removing my Sidney Crosby poster. I haven’t quite moved on from him yet.

Awaiting: 11 days until Bonnaroo!

Dreading: How quickly this year is flying by.

Last night was the best hockey game I’ve ever watched, Period.

The period should sum up everything but I’ll fill you in on what in includes anyways. Sidney Crosby- 2 goals, hottness, excitment, the punch in my stomach, fist pumps, Penguins win.

Hockey announcers are the best. The excitement and urgency in their voice is grand. Other sports…cough…NBA…cough…need to learn a thing or two from them.

(That I hate more than anything)

1. When your stomach drops and turns, your heart starts beating super fast, and you start sweating (in all the wrong places) at the sight of someone that in your mind you sorta kinda like,but not super, but yet your stupid emotions seem to think otherwise. (Oh, and somehow the person causing this reaction never notices. Guys are stupid.)

2. All the emotions that hit as you watch your sports team lose, badly. The disappointment, anger at your team, hatred for the opponent, the empty feeling inside, the tears, the sorry-for-yourself and don’t-talk-to-me for the rest of the day, sometimes weeks feeling, And trying to comfort yourself with “there’s always next year”. Which is bull because it takes at least 2.

3. Embarrassment caused over a car because you’re a girl. Like say you leave the lights on all day so the battery dies and when it’s time to start the car it won’t. So you go in and tell a doctor about it who offers to jump the car because he happens to have cables in his car, but wait he’s not really sure how they work, so he says go ask this other doctor to come out and help. Now I have 2 doctors outside helping this foolish 19 year old girl who seems to keep doing foolish teenager things, like turning on the security alarm mid day, messing up people’s appointments, and now draining her car battery, (all on accident mind you). Then the security guard sees all of this commotion all around a little Altima so he comes to save the day, (which he did). It gets worse because this car problem happened at closing time so other doctors are leaving the building (there’s 15 doctors working at this office) and upon seeing a hovering mass of individuals around a car decide to do what everyone does, you know when you see an accident the proper thing to do (even though they tell you it’s not) is to slow down and take a peak. And THEY ALL DID. Now imagine the embarrassment when you have to tell each newcomer your story. And you know they are thinking…silly girl with a nice car.

That was me.

Anyhow the car was pumped energy and I hightailed out of there. Now I check my car lights even if they were not in use. Never want that to happen again.

I just finished Bill Simmons book “Now I Can Die In Peace”. It’s taken me forever to read because I recently learned the gist of baseball, and well it’s mostly about baseball. I’ve also had to do some google searches on just about all of the Red Sox players mentioned. Could be a reason why my google search is currently busted.

(I hate undetectable virus’!)

I should be receiving two books soon titled, Real Sports Reporting, and Infamous Scribblers: The Founding Fathers and the Rowdy Beginnings of American Journalism.

I’m excited.

I went tanning today. (go ahead and laugh).

Anyhow, I went later in the day, from 4:40 to 5:20, so I wouldn’t get super dark. I have a slight tan right now and my back is burning like hell.

The Penguins suffered an embarrassing lost last night.

There should be a rule in Hollywood that only one girl from each family can become famous. No more of this younger sister stuff, no good comes from it and it’s embarrassing.

This week has been one of the worse weeks I’ve ever had. Just about everything bad that could have happened, say computers at work dying for no reason, our network going down, being asked to work extra hours (which isn’t a bad thing, just I had some ideas of other things that I wanted to do this week), accidentally setting off the emergency alarm that was thought to be silent but turns out that it’s really really really loud, having to explain how I turned it on (spinning around in the computer chair and grabbed on to the counter where a button happened to be when I was trying to stop myself) to 15 doctors plus staff, my great uncle passing away, being woken up at odd times in the morning to let my cousin into the house, and I could go on and on; happened.

Because of how this week has gone, I find it fitting that we had a freak severe thunderstorm during the third period of the Duke/Hopkins game. Supposedly there was only a 10% chance of rain today, but we got it, and not only did we get it, but it only rained in the county that I live in. It was a downpour with high winds, lighting and thunder and it made our satellite go out for the whole 3rd period. Grand.

As it turns out Duke lost to Hopkins. I knew it was going to happen. Even if everyone else was saying there was no way Duke could lose. They pulled off every “legitimate reason” in the book. Their attack is made up of 5 year seniors, they were ranked number 1, only one lost during the year, Hopkins was a shaky team this year, etc etc. They all forgot to mention that: Because of all of that Duke had way to much pressure on them to win. If Duke won and went on to win the Championship we would keep hearing everyone “censored” about how unfair the 5th year was (‘Cuse has a 5th year player who was not involved with the Duke episode and Virginia had a former Duke 5th year senior as well, but you know nobody likes to mention that), and if Duke lost, like they did, they would be labeled as the biggest upset since the New England Patriots.

Which is funny because the game was played at Gillette Stadium. Hopkins happens to be the most hated lacrosse program in the nation, they are the Duke Basketball and the N.E. Patriots of lacrosse. And the funny thing is JH’s coach and Belichick are good friends. The uncanniness of the situation is too much and I’m surprised that sports writers and the announcers didn’t bring this up.

The lost was destiny. It followed the endings of the other loses to JH almost to a tee, one goal short of making it to overtime having the last possession but the ball just a little wide, time expires. It’s pitiful. and unfortunately my Dukie’s have to wait another year if not more before they can actually win a title.

Of course after the game was over the sun came out and dried up all the rain…..

******

Hockey:

Detroit’s whole octopus thing is way odd…and disgusting. The fans are abusing animals. Where’s PETA now?

Let’s GO PENS!!!!!!!

I told you all that I fixed my computer a few days ago right? Well I did, I downloaded AGV anti virus thingamajig, scanned my computer, did a disk cleanup and defragmented, after which all of the sites I frequent like google reader and facebook were accessable again.

I was proud of myself, still am.

Until….

Tory’s chat sent some stupid virus!!!!!!!!! Yes, that would be the Chuck.

Me thinking oh wow Tory’s sending me a picture, (since it said “Have you seen the picture I took?” and had a file attached) so I accepted it. Stupid Stupid Stupid. I should have caught on since it was zipped, but Tory does all of this fancy stuff so I thought it was just one of those things.

Turns out it was a virus, because in the midst of our totally confused conversation where neither of us were understanding what the other one was going on about, she piped in that she needed to shut down her computer because her chat was sending a virus out.

Grrreeaaatttt….

Now I’m back to not being able to access facebook and google reader. And the thing that’s hurting me the most is that this time I can’t even access east-coast-bias.com, who are my new favorite bloggers of all time.

If anybody knows how I can fix my problem. Please, Please help me and let me know. Cuz I can’t take this for much longer.

So I’m flipping through my program guide on Direct TV trying to find out who the guest are on tonights late night shows, and I see that Jay Leno has Singer Hilary Duff.

Singer Hilary Duff? Hilary Duff? Singer…umm who’s she? Oh wait, didn’t she used to be known as an actress? Guess that didn’t pan out for her.

Well I got a kick out of it.

David Cook won American Idol. I’m so jazzed. His commercial rocks.  His take on Billie Jean rocks. He rocks.

Fin.

I know I’m a little ahead of the pack but I’m ready for some Fantasy Football. This off season has been long enough (4 months already) and we still have another 3 to wait til the season starts.

I don’t want to start the season 3 weeks late like we did last year, so that’s why I’m making the pitch early. One thing I’ve learned is that every week played is precious. I also don’t want to do an automated draft again. The one live draft I’ve done (NBA) was so much fun, that I didn’t even bother with the season and had to ask Toshi like a month after the season ended who won. (In my defense NBA fantasy is sooooo boring and complicated it seriously pales to Football.) All that to say is I’m doing a live draft this year.

Now I know many of you who were in my league last year don’t read my blog, and I know many of you do, and heck even if you weren’t in my league but would like to be, hit me up with a comment. I’m looking to expand and also fill in some holes that I’m guessing will probably be there.

My goal is to do the draft in early August before my first week of college. And to all my homies, I promise that I won’t let college interrupt my fantasy hours…much.  

So all of my Running Blindmenites come forward (I’ll be sending e-mails out as well. If you know of anyone that you think would be interested e-mail me at apuddleofmud@gmail.com.)

6-0!

Yes, Six to Zero. Six goals to zippo. The Pens beat the Flyers in game 5, 6 to nothing. We’re going to the Finals!

Excitement, smiles, love.

I successfully got rid of a virus on my comp without the aid of any of my computer smart friends in California. Yep, thats improvement. Pat on the back.

Oh, and Duke whipped Ohio State in lax 21-10.

It’s been a High Five Day.