candesco: Bow, two, and three of a boat and some flowers. (Default)
I am rolling around on the air mattress at Steph's apartment pretending to be doing work while actually fucking around on the internet trying to find a juniors equivalent to this so I don't have to make one myself. Look, it is very important that there be a ready made resource for this shit so I don't end up spending more hours navigating the hell holes that are the various CHL websites. Seriously, Michigan State's 2002 archive is better organized than those things.

I reached the point in being sick yesterday where I wrote several hundred words about how it was totally plausible for Ellerby and PK to have hooked up at WJC camp (TOTALLY plausible; Ellerby's juniors bestie played his junior hockey in Bellville! three seasons with PK!) and also how great it would be if someone (and by someone I mean me, I guess, because I'm the only one that crazy) wrote fic where Ellerby and Versteeg boned during Versteeg's fourteen games in Kamloops. Luckily, I passed out before I subjected you all to that. The condensed version is horrible enough.

I'm at 1000 words on my option paper. It needs to be at 4000 tonight. ...this could be a fun few hours. I grabbed my notebook so I can start flipping through my notes and building things up. That's progress, right?

Anyway, I am in Chicago, I am alive, I am going to see a Dili and a Rosie tomorrow! Also, all is right with the world, because unlike last time I was here, I have seen way, way more Chicago sports paraphernalia than Miami Dolphins paraphernalia. ...is it weird that I track that? I'm just intrigued by who wears what where. LIKE THE SLOVAKS. OH MAN. I FOUND SLOVAKS AT THE GAME LAST NIGHT AND LOST MY MIND. There was a crowd of them in Team Slovakia Chara jerseys and then all of a sudden it turned out two of them actually had Kopecky jerseys on. AMAZING. Also we got upgraded to the IKEA couch in the club level (it is one of the promotion things; basically, our fan patrol group loves me because that's the second time this season they've nabbed me for a thing). IT WAS A PRETTY SWEET NIGHT. I got lots of snuggles from Best Bro while I was being sick and a crazy person about hockey in the state of Florida and the Bruins getting outscored 12-3 on this swing and then John Madden scored his first goal as a Panther (also his first point!) and I fell off of the couch. The end.

Oh, and sentencing for my mom's friend happened. Four years (with time served), fifteen years probation. Mom admitted he should be in prison, so that's progress. I still feel sick about it all.
candesco: keaton ellerby and jason garrison! :D (ellerby!)
GREATEST NEWS: the sentencing has been postponed until the day after it was supposed to be, which means that even though I got this kind of emotionally/religiously manipulative e-mail from that dude's wife, I don't have to go to his sentencing and be emotionally fucked up and physically ill or risk feeling like a massive douche. And the sentence should be handed down by the time I land in Chicago, so I won't be jittering around about it, just still confused -- though, mostly, I've settled on, "Nah, he's pretty much scum, whatever everyone is saying about 'repentance,' because he's said that before, and yes, as much as I object to the prison system, that's where he belongs."

I'm at the halfway point of my degree. \o/ It's pretty weird -- in six months, I'll have a master's and hopefully a big girl job, which is terrifying. I'll be done with academia for the foreseeable future, though there's still the possibility of going back to do enough school for degrees in educational psychology and curriculum development if I end up needing them to smack people around.

I need to sleep, because tomorrow is going to be a loooooong day -- I've got to finish my data collection, work on outlining my option paper, I have an evening outing, and I need to do laundry. BUT FIRST. God, it must've been weeks ago, I mentioned to [livejournal.com profile] just_katarin how apparently a bunch of dudes were hitting Sunrise for the Habs game to hang out with Ellerby and Carey and her response was to demand fic where Ellerby makes fun of Carey for how into PK he is. I sketched something out, but I've come to accept that it isn't going past 500 words of something I wouldn't actually call proper fic about them chilling somewhere after the NYE game, so here that is so that it gets out of my googledocs. :|

Cousins being dicks to each other is kind of my lifeblood, even if it is weird writing cousins who aren't boning. Oh, Tolkien fandom. )

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