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| Seahawk Frustrations!
Seahawk Frustrations!
Current mood:  annoyed
It is time for me to vent on my favorite sporting team...
Why
are the Seahawks so darned unlucky!!! This season, we have been
plauged with injuries. Right when it seemed we were going to get
everyone back onto the field healthy, we lose Matt Hasselbeck for at
least 3 games... What a bunch of crap!
Henderson of the Vikings
was trying to rush Hasselbeck, but was stopped by Mack Strong during
his pursuit. He fell to the ground and pretty much intentionally
rolled toward Hasselbeck. Hasselbeck strained a legement on his right
knee. He had better be coming back soon, otherwise we might miss the
playoffs all together.
In past years, the team that lost in the Super Bowl had always gotten unlucky or just ended up being bad. It is almost a curse.
Now the list of major injuries to hurt the Seahawks:
"Pork Chop" - Gaurd - Left Knee
Bobby Engram - WR - Thyroid Condition
Shawn Alexander - RB - Broken Left Foot
Matt Hasselbeck - QB - Right Knee
How
are we suppose to win without our MVP runningback, our starting
quarterback (which I would argue to be one of the top 5 in the NFL),
and our leading reciever from the 2005 season. That just pisses me
off. On the flip side, who is going to stop us if we have everyone
back. Get well soon Matt... | | |
| Life and LemonsI want to meet the person who said, "if life throws you a lemon, make
lemonade." What was that guy going through?
Seriously. All I find is that life has thrown me lemons this
month, and all I have is water that is too damn sour and full of
seeds. It isn't refreshing; it is too tart. I have no sugar
to add to it to make lemonade. All I have is crap. I want
to speak to that guy. He must not have had it that bad.
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| THOGHTS ON PUBLIC RESTROOMS...Many times when you are out and about, the usage of public restrooms is a must. Everyone has to do it sometimes. Well, I came to thinking about my thoughts and preferences when it comes to public restrooms...
- I hate when you can smell other people's releases. All public restrooms should have those aerosol air freshener cans that you sometimes find.
- I prefer urinals that go all the way down to the ground. Less chance for drippage and splashage.
- I hate the urinals that is like a long trough that have no walls, no privacy, nothing. Hate those. Like at the old King Dome. Ew...
- In the case of an emergency and you must do the doo, I came up with the best way to protect your bum from ickiness. Don't use that crappy tissue paper stuff, or that thin TP that barely cover the toilet seat... Use paper towels. They are nice and thick and wide. Best protection for your butt. *DO NOT FLUSH THE PAPER TOWELS*
- I hate when automatic flushers flush while you are still going. You move or lean other, then SHWOOSH... It sprays you with that strong commercial toilet flush. Grrrr..
- I hate it when the water won't get warm. I mean, does cold water really kill germs? I dunno. I hate it worse when the water is scortching hot! Sometimes you miss the little warning sign, or they didn't put one up! Ouch!
- I prefer to use paper towels to open everything. To open the door on the way out, to turn the sink off... After washing my hands, I don't want to touch anything. Therefor my preference in paper towels...
- I prefer paper towel dispensers that have no knob, that are not automatic (because they jam, they can't see your hand, and they only give you enough to dry a pinkie...), and that don't use that rough brown butcher paper stuff. I like the nice fluffy white paper towels.
I know I have more thoughts, but that is all for now. Please leave comments on your preferences or suggestions! Hope I provided some insight or got you thinking about the world of public restrooms. | | |
| Well, as people have probably noticed, I am a very inconsistant
Xanga-er. But as I have a teenie bit of time to kill, I will
share the story of why:
As most of you guys know, I am notorious for foretting things and also
for being late. I was home for the weekend, when I started
running late to get back to Bellingham. In a rush to get back up
to go to bed from a long weekend (and also so I can get up for my 9 AM
class,) I rushed to pack my belongings from my parents' house in
Mukilteo. I managed to pack and leave in good time. I got
back to B'ham by 11:30, which should have been enough time to get
enough rest for class tomorrow. Speeding up I-5 North, I was
optimistic about getting enough sleep.
I pull into my apartment and I decide to go check my mail.
Eagerly, I reached into my pocket for my apartment keys. "You
have got to be kidding me!" I thought to myself. Scrambling to
search through every pocket I have, my apartment keys were nowhere to
be found. Not in my pockets, not in my bag, not anywhere to be
found. Crap.
I believe I left my keys in my night stand drawer at my parents'
house. I can't say I am very pleased with myself. As of
now, I am waiting for James to get back to B'ham so that I can crash at
his place. My cell phone is dead, I have no apartment keys, and I
am now going to be lacking sleep for a rough day of classes
tomorrow. I feel sorry for myself.... 
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| I have a new quote to add to my Alexisms.
The Quote:
"Check out the size of my breasts!"
- Alex Gihm
The Story:
Jessica and I were eating some chicken today. She wanted the leg
and thigh, so I took the chicken breast. This must have been an
oversized chicken, because the pieces were huge. I have her the
thigh, and she asks me, "Are you sure these aren't the breasts?"
I respond, "Check out the size of my breasts!" Oops.
::sigh::
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