and happy the eve of christmas eve :)







edit: I took it again and got Joe Thornton. YES! when it was down to 4, 3 of them were Joe, patty, and heatley, lol. They didn't want Celine Dion for ambassador, sorry pickles :(
But remember, Joe doesn't want none of your fucking hip-hop, he's a rock-and-roll sort of guy. just listen to his John Mayer ringtone and understand, jeez.

I fainted in my kitchen today.



But the paramedic and I talked sharks in the ambulance on the way to the hospital.

Guy: I like your shirt!
Me: thanks, I do too
Guy: was that murray I saw on the back?
Me: huh? Douglas? Yeah!
Guy: is he your favorite?
Me: *getting onto the stretcher* well, second, nabby's my favorite.
Guy: that's completely understandable.
Mom: oh you have to see this! *runs into my room to show the paramedic the shoes I'm making for seto as I'm lying down on the stretcher*

Trufax




Then we discussed new teammates and the trade. His wife was distressed over cheechoo, and he was all "well, cheech was cool, but he didn't score any goals last year, woman!" omg paramedic, ily.

The driver's cousin played for the blues a long time ago, too. It was the hockey party ambulance apparently? At the hospital they stayed in my room to watch the 49ers fail with me, but then they got a call to leave. I told them I'm sorry the next patient won't be as cool as me, and the guy agreed, saying "that's true. Because they won't be a shark fan."




I'm making friends all over the place. My day was ridiculous.

So, if you don't know, I'm making a pair of shoes for Mister I'm-going-to-hurt-myself-when-my-best-friend-aka-boyfriend-finally-is-healed-and-playing-for-the-first-time-in-AGES Setoguchi. Aaaaaand I think I'm actually... mostly done? wtf, self.
( follow the cut for a ~plethora~ of pictures )

hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha FUCK YOU


Edit: 0-7 at the moment, and actually, the worse the lose, the more hilarious it gets. My bet is 0-8, but no hattricks. So... I think Heatley should be trying to clear the puck, misses, and knocks it into our net. So he can keep his ~goal scoring streak~ intact, guys!

I like to think that no one actually told any of the players this, or just forget to tell them when it's coming on.

Only nabby, because well, I couldn't tell who the other shirtless guys were. Next time though! lol