Back In Action

Okay everyone, thanks for the input. I will not worry about it and move on. I know it has been about as long between posts as I have gone, but, sometimes, work picks up, extraciricular activities come into play and I run out of time after reading all my daily reads(I keep finding more). I managed to move a moving engagement back until at least tomorrow night and will catch up on my paperwork for work tomorrow in the van. So, tonight I am all yours. Problem is, I really don't have anything exciting to tell y'all. Work has been excruciatingly boring, and, well, my personal life is regrettably in the same state as work.

I think my Thursday night hockey league has been canceled. Nothing like waiting until the last minute to tell everyone(the league director has not been in touch with my captain). About 24 hours to go to faceoff, let's get on the ball here guys. This is really getting me down because, even if it is only a rec league, I still get to play with my friends in a league environment. The only other option is pick up hockey, and with that, you never know how many guys you are going to get. Last Friday we had enough to play but had to shoot at the posts because we didn't have any goalies. At least I still have the Sunday night pick up with the older crowd(Mossy, you would fit in perfect. :P).

And now I will tell you all about Head. Head was dropped into my hand several months ago and has not left my side since. If someone wants to see him all they have to do is ask. Head is exactly what his name implies, a head. A friend of mine cut up a little cheap, imitation Koosh pet that he had and handed me the thing in several hundred pieces. I had no idea what I getting until it was in my hands. I threw the rest of him away but, for some unknown or unremembered reason I decided to keep Head. Yesterday, I thought I had lost Head while helping the Steph move some stuff from her apartment. I was actually a little upset, it has been in my pocket so long I felt empty when I put my hand in there and the little thing was gone. When I returned home, however, I found Head staring up at me from the foot of my bed where I had put him while changing clothes.


A Little Head For You All