Ow ow ow ow owwwwwww…
Well, one more night of the hockey clinic down – we’re now past the halfway point. It’s a good thing too, ’cause this ancient body of mine has just about had it with me. Up too late, waking up too early, then pushpushpush. Whew. And yet, here I sit in front of my computer trying to decide if I’ve double-typed letters or if my vision’s giving up on me. Any rational, sane person would probably be in bed snoring away at this point. Hell, any rational sane person would probably be doing lots of things I wouldn’t do. There’s one thing that’s keeping me going and I already have it set up for Saturday. If you’ve already looked through the rest of my site, you know what it is. Hot Tuuuuuub Oh yeah.
Tonight’s little glories: I’m getting better at that infernal hockey stop, my forward cross-overs aren’t too bad, and my slapshot has improved 100%. The first six shots went wide, we practiced our technique, then the next seven were directly on goal, Nice.
I have this feeling that I’m gonna have to spellcheck this later on tomorrow.
Oh, and here’s a cool link that I found on someone else’s blog (already forgot who’s – sorry, whoever you are) that I’ll put here so I can look at it at work tomorrow:
Eye Candy from the Underground. It’s wondalicious.
Oh, and still no email.