I just don't want to talk about it

[ebonlock]

The game last night, that is. Part of me is very glad that one of the last things I heard was the radio announcers telling me we'd finally scored. Not that it stopped the train wreck that was Game 2, but it made me feel better. And I am very glad I didn't have to listen to Barry nattering on about how great the Flames were and basically implying that we didn't have a chance. If we play like we did last night again, we won't.

Class was good, but exhausting and this drum solo is totally kicking my ass. Alyne likened it to walking and chewing gum at the same time. I'd say it's more like walking, chewing gum, and trying to do calculus at the same time. Pray for me.