So I suppose I'll update.

( Friday. tl;dr: got my wig, went to Laura's, planned. )

( Saturday. Woke up late, practiced, lasagna, practiced, Sonic, filming, bullshit. )

( ichiP! whining? )

( Sorry about that. Back to Saturday night. )

( Sunday. Review, Sonic, went home, lost my phone. )

Today, dude, I just fucking slept. It was one of those lazy, boring Mondays (it feels like Sunday auuuuugh), and I didn't feel like doing shit (though I should have done my laundry. Guess I'll get on that tomorrow). As a result of all the sleeping, though, I'm wide awake at four-forty-five in the morning. That's fun. I suppose I'll take a shower soon, head to bed and sleep in until seven. Tomorrow's gonna be a long fucking day, I can feel it. I hate Tuesdays.

And our practice shot of Heroine. Still needs a bit of work, but we've got the basics of it, eh?

As for Sunday's hockey games -- because my teams didn't play tonight -- how about Ryan Callahan's hat trick (plus one!) against Philly! How about King Henrik's ninth no-no of the year! The Rangers have won two in a row, and I hope this trend continues. They're in seventh by two points (Buffalo's in eighth with 72; Montreal in sixth with 79; Pittsburgh's in fourth with 84. Eesh, what a jump), and there's a month left to play. The Devils beat the Islanders 3-2 in the shootout at the game Lynda invited me to, and have won four in a row. They've been dominating lately, even if their twelfth place standing doesn't show for it, but they're creeping; eight points stand between them and a playoff spot (as it stands today). Out west, Vancouver's sitting pretty, ahead of Detroit (and Philly, might I add) by seven points. They blanked Anaheim 3-0 and are generally awesome. They play in Phoenix at nine Tuesday night, and the Rangers play again on Wednesday.

Phone get!

Long story short, I decided to give calling my phone another try this afternoon and someone picked up! But because it was a dude, I didn't feel safe going to meet him alone -- even if he suggested the ticket plaza at Port Authority -- so I got Guillermo to come along with me. And my phone was returned by a relatively nice older fellow: perfectly intact, still with some charge on it, all my messages, pictures, and phone charms were there, and nothing naughty added. Everything went better than expected!

In thanks, I treated Guillermo to some food at Kino. He, in turn, treated me to dessert. XD We bought a couple of things, checked out Book-Off and the NHL store (still no Vancouver shit!) and we parted. I read all the way home, didn't catch a wink of sleep. It's odd: aside of the twenty minutes I dozed this morning, and the thirty I caught on the morning commute, I've been awake for about twenty-five hours. I was alert all day, and I've only just started to feel a bit of exhaustion (but I'm lying down and ate a lot, so that might be it).

That's... pretty much it. The Canucks are tied at the end of two. I'll probably go to sleep around midnight.

Happy birthday this week to a bunch of people, all born from the 7th to the 10th. o_o; There are lots of you.