Flipflops in the Rain


beers, boys and violence

i kinda heart hockey. it’s a relatively new discovery, but i totally rock the red whenever i can. I’ve found that this makes me really cool and starts lots of conversations (which is almost unfortunate, since I don’t really understand the rules other than puck goes in goal and, unlike soccer, you can check your opponents.) it also get me lots of free tickets — like tonight. i’m going to be sitting in the second row, center of the rink, and i’m TOTALLY STOKED!!!! i’m popping DR’s hockey cherry and i’m going to convert her into a hockey fan and we’re going to drink beer and it’s going to be TOTALLY AWESOME!!

Also, I was here*:

*and by here, i mean i missed the goal because i was too busy eating my hot dog and dropping my wallet 30 feet below the bleachers and i actually missed the whole thing. but the rest of the crowd enjoyed it quite a lot.