Man, last night was so fucking great, right up until I fell asleep. Apparently, hockey games make for great fucking dates. Who knew? The Ducks kicked the Star's ass, too. Now I'm going to have to find a copy of The Mighty Ducks for Chris to watch. Too bad Blockbuster isn't a thing anymore.
Too bad I had to finish the night by having another fucking Dream. I have seen way too many bodies that were half-eaten by animals lately. Ugh I'm going to be sick. This hangover is not helping.