Daily Affirmation:
1. The Oilers won on the first game of Hockey Day in Canada
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Blog Question Of The Day:
1. I wonder how much it hurts when a player slashes your glove hand when you cover a puck?
2. Has Ryan Smyth lost his ability to compete at the NHL level?
3. Why can we stand around for 30 minutes with nothing to do, then just as we're about to close the bar, 30 people decide they need another drink?
1. I wonder how much it hurts when a player slashes your glove hand when you cover a puck?
2. Has Ryan Smyth lost his ability to compete at the NHL level?
3. Why can we stand around for 30 minutes with nothing to do, then just as we're about to close the bar, 30 people decide they need another drink?
Friday, February 10, 2012
Thursday, February 09, 2012
She seemed dressed in all of me
Stretched across my shame,
All the torment and the pain
Leaked through and covered me.
I'd do anything to have her to myself,
Just to have her for myself.
Now I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do
When she makes me sad.
She is everything to me,
The unrequited dream,
The song that no one sings,
The unattainable.
She's a myth that I have to believe in,
All I need to make it real is one more reason.
I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do when she makes me sad.
But I won't let this build up inside of me.
I won't let this build up inside of me.
I won't let this build up inside of me.
I won't let this build up inside of me.
A catch in my throat, choke,
Torn into pieces, I won't. No.
I don't want to be this but
I won't let this build up inside of me (won't let this build up inside of me) x4
She isn't real.
I can't make her real.
She isn't real.
I can't make her real
Stretched across my shame,
All the torment and the pain
Leaked through and covered me.
I'd do anything to have her to myself,
Just to have her for myself.
Now I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do
When she makes me sad.
She is everything to me,
The unrequited dream,
The song that no one sings,
The unattainable.
She's a myth that I have to believe in,
All I need to make it real is one more reason.
I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do when she makes me sad.
But I won't let this build up inside of me.
I won't let this build up inside of me.
I won't let this build up inside of me.
I won't let this build up inside of me.
A catch in my throat, choke,
Torn into pieces, I won't. No.
I don't want to be this but
I won't let this build up inside of me (won't let this build up inside of me) x4
She isn't real.
I can't make her real.
She isn't real.
I can't make her real
Blog Question(s) Of The Day:
1. What one thing would you must enjoy about being rich?
2. Have you ever thought about just how weird breast implants really are?
3. How do I completely empty my mind, such that, if I were to try to think about something, I would be unable, because nothing contained in my memory would be within grasp?
1. What one thing would you must enjoy about being rich?
2. Have you ever thought about just how weird breast implants really are?
3. How do I completely empty my mind, such that, if I were to try to think about something, I would be unable, because nothing contained in my memory would be within grasp?
Tuesday, February 07, 2012
Sunday, February 05, 2012
The Daily Affirmation:
1. Got an unexpected email from a pretty girl.
2. Played hard, laid a couple of punishing hit, in ball hockey tonight.
3. GIANTS WIN!!!
4. We won our men's turf soccer game 3-2.
5. The girl writing out the locker room assignments, on the white board at the soccer centre, looked insanely good in her grey yoga pants.
1. Got an unexpected email from a pretty girl.
2. Played hard, laid a couple of punishing hit, in ball hockey tonight.
3. GIANTS WIN!!!
4. We won our men's turf soccer game 3-2.
5. The girl writing out the locker room assignments, on the white board at the soccer centre, looked insanely good in her grey yoga pants.