Waugh. I'm in Ocean City. I love the beach, I didn't get sunburned (badly), my camera needs new batteries, the hotel has free wireless.

I think I want to go try to find the Stanley Cup Champions DVD. Yes I do have a problem. A glorious one.

Bobby Scuds left and broke my heart, but I'm goin' to the fucking beach. I'll be back on the 12th.

AND SHIT. Jeff Taffe left. I definitely need a damned vacation.

Love everyone. Au revoir.

I have no idea how I didn't update my LiveJournal for three days. I tend to make a "two days" rule. I don't know wtf I was doing. I had my last day of work at Panera Bread! It was bittersweet. I now like, want to go there and eat some of the food. Hilarious.

NHL free agency happened yesterday. fjlsdkfjdls. ROB FUCKIN' SCUDERI. I wish he would sign somewhere already. I love that man. But I don't want to get too into that particular subject. . .I might start sobbing or something.

Saturday at 3AM supposedly is when we're leaving for Ocean City. I am so damned exciteddddd. It's raining and cold today. It's supposed to be July. I dealt with enough rainy weather in New England autumn to not deserve this.

To-do:

• Keep up on that free agency thing.
  
• Take film to Target.
  
• Laundry.
  
• Pack for the beach.
  
• Update the design for my LJ? Yeah. . .I'll probably be too lazy for that one.
  

fjklsdfjdsk fjlkdsfjls etc.

These past few days have been very eventful:

• Wednesday: Going to Isabella to explore abandoned buildings, have a picnic, and enjoy the extremely polluted Monongahela River. Sick.
  
• Thursday: Going up the mountain to hike around and swim in nice, secluded parts of the not-very-polluted Youghiogheny River. Absolutely beautiful.
  
• Friday: Going with Noelle, Autumn, and their friends Katt and Nicole to Columbus for the draft. It was actually really cool. There was a tour of the locker rooms and whatnot. While back there we literally ran into Steve Mason. He then gave the pimpest interview ever for the radio people covering the Columbus draft party, saying that he played with John Tavares on Team Canada and never played ball hockey with him because he didn't want to show him up. Classic. Also, Tim Horton's. And Timbits. I love Columbus.
  
• Saturday: Coming home today after having not bathed in God knows how long and work at 5:00. VOMIT.
  

The time for showering is now. D:

WAUUUGHHHHH.

Teletech interview went well. They're not doing hire paperwork with me right away since I can't start til the 13th. But I think I made a good impression.

Got my check at Panera. Quit Panera. They are fine with all of this.

Going to Columbus on Friday for the NHL draft party at Nationwide. Next week is vacation preparation. And the weather is perfect.

Rarely have I been happier, I just hate the technicalities.

Looking at my bank account sucks. I better get that job at Teletech. I need so much more money than I have and I need to work so much more than I currently am. If I can get 20 hours/week at Teletech I should have plenty of money within a few weeks. I know that's no guarantee. Gotta pass a pee test first.

I worked tonight, barely. It was dead and I was on register and I went home at 8. The next week's schedules are up early which puts a super premium on me getting hired at Teletech come Monday. Because I have to quit Panera, go on vacation to Ocean City with the Howell family on July 4, and then come back and work at Teletech (hopefully). These are the best-laid plans. Maybe I'll get lucky and they won't get trampled on.

Things are looking up. Right? Right.

Yesterday was the weirdest/worst day of my entire life.

Hopefully today can end better.

The parade yesterday was incredible. A little sunburned, but so fucking what. I love the city of Pittsburgh and everything about it.

My summer can finally begin. Lots of money to earn between now and August. I have enough to go to Ocean City--one more paycheck before the beach. Sick.

Life is great.

Yesterday will forever be one of the best days of my life.

Nothing beats smoking fat cigars while hanging out the window of the car on the South Side of Pittsburgh and being part of the Stanley Cup celebration. Or chilling with Max Talbot's personal assistant while she guarded his house from the riots. Or, you know, being late to work because you didn't go to bed until 5AM when you had to be at work at 7. But fuck it, I did good. I got champagne all over myself, exposed myself to various carcinogens, culled my sustenance solely from MTO at Sheetz, and generally felt incredible.

My icon feels legendary.

I have not slept nearly enough.

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Game 7 is on Friday and I'm dying. Going without sleep that night most likely. More so if there is a Cup riot in the city. I work the next day at 7AM on register and I loooooooove register. Well, what it eliminates in terms of my feet hurting it makes up for in terms of dealing with assholes. At least I don't want to kill myself at the end of my shift.

Last night was awesome. Boys won, had a great time at Autum and Noelle's place, and I got my Max Talbot card signed. WOOOO!

Anyway. Here's some hockey meme from guitargirl39 because memes fill my LJ and blahblahblah hockey blahblahblah.
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Other than the Canton on Fayette St. in Uniontown (because you can actually sit and eat there in a convenient, restaurant-style way). . .gotta be Taco Loco in Somerville, Mass. Beef tongue quesadillas motherfucker.

btw, going to Pittsburgh tomorrow. Last home game of the season. Going to watch it at Noelle and Autum's house and scream as loud as humanly possible for the boys, win or lose. And then summer can actually begin and that insane, hockey part of my life can take a break. It's like having an entire other set of emotions. Draining, but fun.

AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH.

These last few days have been so incredible. I don't even know where to begin. Last night, Kim and I went to the Eat'n Park in Squirrel Hill to have dinner with Allison, Allison's grandpa, and Laynie. There's a waiter there who looks just like the MaxTal. It was hilarious. And it was a delightful time. Allison had us all pose outside of Eat'n Park and then again on the street. I'd post the picture but Facebook is being a dick. Alas. Rest assured, we were all happy and adorable.

After that, Kim and I went to Nikos' apartment and more or less got very, very trashed. It was awesome/awful. Hung out with Nikos and Justin today and then went to the game outside the arena which was HOLY. SHIT. AMAZING.

UNREAL

Also, after the game, Fedotenko stayed to sign autographs/take pictures with every single person who was waiting outside the lot for autographs, right after consenting to sign the jersey of some completely fucking delusional girl who was like fifteen feet up on the wall and wanted to drop it down to him. Kim and I walked down to find Allison and ended up getting our picture taken with him. Class act. Love that man. We stood right next to him and his shoes are obviously worth more than my life. I'll post the picture when Allison uploads it. It was pretty fucking cool.

I love that team and that city even when I get lost and miss turns in it.

fjdsklfjksdlfjldsafdsnlfjds WOOOOOO.

It's been dark and rainy here. I slept all goddamned day today. I was up late because of the game (WOOOOO) and driving and blogging. Crazy fog on 51 coming home. We spend a ton of time in Pittsburgh, apparently.

Spending the night in Pittsburgh tonight. Allison is in town today! And game tomorrow. The Stanley Cup Finals is like having another job.

What a weird weekend I've had. Friday night there was a birthday party in Cal for Alex. I took Kim for some reason and we stayed later than I planned on staying. It was kind of awesome, for whatever reason. We drank a little, not a lot, and felt friendly with others. It's nice to be social.

[insert something about the Stanley Cup Finals here, I'm too pissed off/exhausted to comment]

My job is unreal.
Panera isn't as busy as it used to be but Awesome Matt keeps us on our toes by forcing us to waste gallons of coffee and ensuring maximum discomfort with tucked in polo shirts. I like calling him Awesome Matt because he is clearly Awesome. He calls you "hun" and "girl" and shows up on his days off to enjoy the mechanism of his empire.

I have all kinds of nicks and cuts and burns on my hands from work already, so I feel like I'm doing something good, though. Plus I'm making money. And all that running around and feet hurting and leg muscles tightening has to be good for something. Right? Right.

I need sleep though. I've slept 11 hours this weekend and worked 13. That disparity is ballsack. And I of course had to go burn shit in a parking lot tonight so that kept me up pretty late!

WOOOOOO.

Not having a job is really starting to make me into a crazy person. Luckily, I work this weekend--Saturday and Sunday. In the morning, thankfully, because those are the days of Games 1 and 2 of the Stanley Cup Finals. Which the boys are in again. I made a bunch of hockey icons in celebration, including Rob Fuckin' Scuderi. Do it.

Anyway, today Kim and I went to IHoP. We had a waiter named John and he was unreal. He gave me an enormous whipped cream mountain on top of my chocolate chip pancakes. And then after we had stuffed ourselves with sugary pancakes and crepes he said that if we guessed the amount of our check within a dollar he would give us a free sundae. We guessed a little too low but then he gave us another chance and gave it to us anyway. Afterwards we went to a playground and lied on the merry-go-round until it started thunderstorming. We were scared we were going to go into a sugar coma. It was great.

Picking up Andy from work now. Schwingggggg. Au revoir.

My boy Max on playoff beards:

"I don't care how ugly or how hairy or how greasy I am," Talbot said. "It's the playoffs. You have a reason to do it."

Beast.

Tonight the Pens have a chance at the sweep of Carolina. Sweeping isn't easy to do. Carolina especially, I think. But I still believe.

Hopefully when I go to Panera today I am on the fucking schedule. MONEYYYYYYY.

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Time to shower. Because I'm a filthmonster.

Have I mentioned that I've seen Star Trek in theaters twice as of this evening?
/nerd alert
/also, icon alert
/Jesus, would I do Spock in that movie

Kim and I are going to Pittsburgh again tomorrow. Adventure!

Yesterday was hilarious. Mostly it was a lot of driving in Pittsburgh, to the South Side to meet Noelle and Autumn and to Oakland to find Nikos and to the arena so we could sit with the wholesome individuals at the big screen outside. I was pretty proud of myself for not killing anyone in the city of Pittsburgh. And not dying. Traffic wasn't too bad, but still, I was doing well, I think. If I can learn to fend for myself in that clusterfuck of a city (in terms of traffic, street layout, etc.) I'll be fine. The challenges of driving in Uniontown are far simpler--you're watching out for 14-year-olds riding quads, the demented elderly wandering into the street, people in hatchbacks on darkened country roads on their ways to do drug deals in the patch. Maybe one day I'll be able to cut it in the "real world."

The game was tremendous, by the way. Pens won. We saw an extremely drunk biker dude puke and then sit on top of his own vomit. Fantastical.

Today, I woke up and did some maintenance about my room and the house (well, kinda). Ended up going with Andy, Seth, and Seth's girlfriend Kari to Belle Vernon for Chinese, Goodwill, and some party store so Andy could buy facepaint. I just met Kari that day and she was really damn awesome. Andy apparently wants to start doing his live performances with his band in some kind of creepy getup, which is fine with me. I may finally get to see him in drag. Which would crack me the fuck up. I've always wanted to see him try to be Divine for Halloween and he's always bitched out. He's gotta do it sometime, I'm pretty sure.

Anyway. I suppose I should sleep or some shit. It'll be easier, unfortunately, than it was last night when I really needed it, seeing as it was freezing in here and I had a damned stomachache. I did sleep my life away until the afternoon, because I guess I wouldn't be 18 if I didn't. Oh college. I CAN'T WAIT TO FUCKING GO BACK TO WORK CAN I JUST MENTION THAT. Kthx bye.

So, I have a huge day ahead of me? First of all, they might mention PH on the KISS FM morning show, which is from 6 to 10, so I obviously have to listen to that. Kim and I are going to Pittsburgh to watch the Pens vs. Canes game on the big screen outside the arena. Before that I have to visit my grandma and buy snacks and shit. And I need to sleep at some point. Good fucking Lord. Time to work on that.