Well, Tragic Right Hip is one year old. Happy blog day! Here's the first post that started it all.
I'm so tired today and I've got editing work to do. We went to see a Marlies game on Friday night. They lost (eight to two) but the game was fun. There was a crackerjack fellow sitting in the row in front of us who was a super-fan. Screaming at the top of his lungs, yelling sh*t about how the team needed to show some heart even if they were losing. He almost got kicked out of the arena because he was talking smack with some other drunk kids a couple of rows beneath us. It was awesome.
Oh, and the goalie waved at us. Which, of course, set him off all over again. It was almost as much fun as a rock and roll show. Almost.
Then yesterday we had a Valentine's Day party to go to. As a result, I can barely move today and am anxiously awaiting the barfing that's sure to arrive seeing as I only got about three hours sleep last night. Today is a bad movie, ain't gonna move off the couch, gonna do my work on the laptop kind of day.
Aw, Sunday.
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