Goon

Last night, we watched Goon and, as far as hockey movies go, it was pretty great. A lot of blood, of course, but what else would you expect? I really like Seann William Scott's stuff lately, and I especially liked him in this movie. You should see the movie he did with John C. Reilly about grocery stores. Annnnnd... Watch Goon. As long as you don't mind copious amounts of swearing and large amounts of blood. Haha. Oh! A bonus: Liev Schrieber is in it. Yup.

You Will Shelter Me, My Love, and I Will Shelter You

Have I mentioned that I really, really cannot wait until this semester is over? I mean it. I can't wait. I wake up every day feeling just as tired as I felt when I went to bed. I am feeling stretched impossibly thin. Blah.

CLRG and I went to the very last Johnstown Chiefs game ever on Saturday. It was a sad time. We hung out with his parents, though, which was nice. It was a pretty good time. :o) Easter was low-key this year. CLRG and I just hung out at his place, watching Kitchen Nightmares and eating pizza. It was nice to just relax together.

Okay, back to reading and writing. Just keep swimming, just keep swimming.

I'm Picking Up Good Vibrations

Oh holy crap. This is one of the best videos ever. I was scared when I saw it, and then really excited.

Side note: I wish I knew how to embed videos in my blog.

Remember Singing the Whole Way Home/About an Indian Summer So Long Ago

I feel like it is necessary to pinch myself sometimes. I am living such a lovely life (and, apparently, an alliterative one) here in the Burgh. I have good friends, a marvelous boyfriend, a cute apartment (come August), a job (yes, it sucks, but it's a job) and am generally happy. One of my coworkers came up to me the other day and said that he had been talking with his therapist and they decided he needed to ask me how it was possible for me to be so cheery at work all of the time. It's a good question, and the answer is obvious: I don't really have anything to be down about. I don't think it's necessary to let stupid customers or little annoying, pointless things bother me. For the first time, I really feel like I know what I am doing. I know where I'm going and I have future thoughts and plans. I'm comfortable with the way I'm turning out. It's a big step for me, one that should be acknowledged, because I'm second-guessing myself less and less and am not as concerned what others think of me as I have been in the past. It's a good feeling. :oD

The countdown to Idaho is down to three days. Yesterday, CLRG and I went to the Waterfront to find him some new shoes. We also went to the bookstore to get some reading material for the plane and such. I purchased two books. He did, too. Hip, hip hooray!! Now I just have to pack. Hahahahahahahahahahahaha.

Hockey tonight. Game 3. GO PENS.

Sugar Cane in the Easy Morning

Ohhhh boy. It is thundering. I am so excited about the prospect of a thunderstorm. Mmm yes. When I left the Warhol today, it was raining big drops (chubby rain, mayhaps?) but by the time I got home, it was no longer raining. Ah, well. I don't actually want the rain so much as I want the thunder and the lightning and the beautiful sleeping weather. Hmmmm.

The Pens won last night. Huzzah! Next stop: Stanley Cup Final! I'm excited. If the Wings win tonight, the finals will start on Saturday, I think, and if they do not, we must wait until next Friday. I can't wait that longgggggg. Rawr.

Every Color Goes Where You Do

I am quite pleased at the moment. I just returned from an outing with Elle. We went to our respective banks and then ventured into the toy store and a few other stores before getting her some sweet potato fries and me a smoothie and some cookies (snickerdoodle and chocolate chunk). It is sunny here, but not suuuuuper hot, and things are good. I'm a little sleepy, but that's pretty normal. Tonight is the first game of the Eastern Conference finals and I am going to go to CLRG's to watch the game in a bit. I am excited. For real. I am.

In other news... I leave for Idaho with CLRG in... 18 days. 18 DAYS! That's kind of soon. I've been trying to think about packing early so that we're not flipping out the night before. I have also been trying to come up with some things we will do while in town. We're going to go with the family to Yellowstone, of course, so I spent some time talking to CLRG about what he might like to see and do there. I think it will be a fun visit no matter what.

Anyway, I have some time to kill before the game. Maybe I will read. Maybe I will sleep. Hmmmmmm. The possibilities are endless.

It's Saturday at the Mansion

I start my internship at the Warhol tomorrow. I'm excited, but I'm also sort of nervous. Plus, I don't want to pay $6 to park there and was thinking I could just ride the bus, but the routes from my place to the museum seem really complicated and I'm nervous that I'll do something wrong and end up late or in the wrong place. And how do you work the transfer slips? I don't even know. Maybe I should drive. Maybe? I don't know.

In other news, CLRG's birthday (the big 2-6) was on Saturday. We went to the bar with some of his friends on Friday night and hung out, just the two of us, on Saturday afternoon before going to his friends' house for a dinner party and the hockey game. It was a good time. I think he had a good birthday. I also think that he is feeling weird about turning 26 and feeling sort of old. He's not old, though. What a nerd.

I finally finished reading Emma yesterday. I can't believe it took me so long. Ridiculous!!

I need to put laundry away, tidy my room and read before tonights Pens game. Game 6! :oD

Everyone's At It

It must be the weather. It has to be. I am so unfocused and so unmotivated right now. I have a ton of stuff due tomorrow and I am only on thing #1. Awesome. Or not.

I'm going to a Penguins game with CLRG this evening. I am actually pretty excited about it. I am wearing a really old (okay, okay. 1991) Stanley Cup tshirt right now (I am secretly vying to own it, but he's only loaned it to me at this point) and at the game, we will each sport one of his Crosby jerseys. It will be a delightful time.