Yep, still pissy

I'm still pissed, and my bad week has expanded over to a second in a few categories. In others, however, my life is filled with uncontrollable glee. On Friday, after my enraged entry, which was short and pointless but will remain there for all eternity, I went to a Giants game with Craig and Jane...it was fun. The most fun I've had in regards to hockey since, well, ever. I actually threw my hands into the air, not once, not twice but thrice. Yes, three times in overwhelming joy. Also, I cursed at the ref. That was unexpected, even to me. So, I have come to realization that hockey is Canada's favourite sport for a reason: it is really really fun when live. Saturday and Sunday were spent painting Craig and Jane's place (with a brief intermission in which Mel and I spent many hours venting, dyeing hair...hers, not mine...and having a drink. Yes, A drink). My Monday morning 8:30 class was cancelled, but I was not informed of it until I arrived at 8. That sucked. Yesterday was my first day of work. It was really fun. My new manager and I spent much of the day with me asking questions about various knives, him asking me questions about various knives, and then of course, him showing me how to use various knives. Tyrel would kill for my job. That is my life to date...except for one thing. On Saturday my dear dear older brother (Tyrel) used magic eBay powers and made a purchase on my behalf: I am now the proud owner of It Started With a Kiss, the complete series on DVD. This is one of my favorite series, like ever (yes even competing with the glory that is Joss Whedon) and now I own it. Marathon anyone? On that note, I hope that this entry makes up for the blasphemy that I called my previous blogger input. If not, suck it up princess. SIU. More strangeness yet to come.