TL;DR

It’s Britney, bitch.

This feels a little strange (a little good too). I missed blogging. I wanted to return for quite some time but after this summer it has been a bit difficult. Also, the Sabres are straight up boring this season (just like the time when I told Gerbs and Butts they were boring and they were all whattt? hahaha I’m funny). I suppose I should start off with my most recent… order of business. I’ll keep it short and withhold details.

Over the summer I met this guy. I wasn’t quite sure about him. I liked him but he was a typical jock, obvious player, and general badassness. I decided against him because of those reasons and aside from that it was an extremely busy summer so I really had little time in the first place. He chased me for a long time… like way long. He would kind of show up places and it was pretty adorable in a not stalker kind of way. I was surprised he still talked to me. Then, after summer when I decided to see him lots of family things happened that were just pretty horrible so… no time again. Obviously, he moved onto someone new which was completely understandable. When they had problems and broke up we started talking again. We were both finally good and so we started hanging out.

We talked for a long time. He was always very honest with me. Dude was kinda messed up really and had been burned a lot. He liked that I understood who he was and thought my quirky, peppy, spacey self was entertaining (Also because his other exes were gross, for real, and I’m not). He genuinely liked me and I could tell for many reasons… one being I was the only person he drunk texted/dialed (oh, they were good). Plus he, yah know, told me all the time.

When we hung out I had known his friend liked him. I questioned countless times whether she would be an issue and he assured me otherwise… and here I am now without him. I don’t want to go into anymore there but it does suck and I am sad. I just miss him. Looking back I suppose I realize he wasn’t right. He didn’t like hockey for one. Wut? I don’t blame either of us. It just didn’t work out. Friend. Oh, the dirty word.

So there is my story.

Let’s talk hockey plz? I really don’t remember most of the game. It was kind of a haze of goals and goodness which cheered me up. It’s only been a couple days since “it” happened but I’ll be okay because I’m awesome.

I will say I am very thrilled with the Nate lately. He was all punchy with Gomez the other night and Chara tonight. Aww yeah and the goals too. Thomas Vanek is also a winner in my book (always with his slapshots… and assists).

Mike Weber also strikes my fancy. Remember how I used to think he wanted to kill me? Well, yeah… still half true. I think he still really wants to hurt someone but it may not be me. Did you see his facial expressions? I need a gif bin for his faces. He must take death glare lessons from the Mills. Speaking of…. WHAT THE MUTHER IS UP, WORD? He’s like not very hot and goal savey this season. And then we have Pommer as well… I hope he didn’t stop believing in teddies and kittens. Can our boys be decent again? Yes, please.

The last couple games have also been crazy with injuries. I mean the Montreal game was just absolutely laughable. I was waiting for the team to drop dead of whooping cough and diphtheria or something. Tonight our boys were starting to drop as well. Not as funny.

I guess I’m done. The end. That was fun. Tyler Ennis rules.