yay.. it's friday.

although i may have booked myself for work on the weekend. blah. but it's only like 1 or 2 hours shifts of ice hockey, so it's okay. maybe i will run into tom cruise or michael vartan. i'm keeping my fingers crossed :P i still haven't gotten confirmation on whether or not they need me, so maybe i'll just get to veg out like i had planned. actually tomorrow was supposed to be my super productive day of cleaning. taking time to clean and throw out stuff since my mom isn't around to be packrat. but i can't really throw anything away because she will be PISSED if i her throw her "trash" away (even if it is trash).. so i'll just have to nicely organize it. which is still easier when she's not around because she's not nagging me on how to do this and that and to organize everything her way. i also feel bad when i go out too because i feel like i'm leaving my dad all by his lonesome. he always tells me "well i'm used to it now" which makes me feel even worse. it's true.. 4 years of college i wasn't around.. he's probably happy to be by himself every once in awhile. but still...

speaking of my mom i haven't spoken to her yet. maybe she called when i was at work or the play or something. but i figured no news is good news right? she's just enjoying her time in taiwan and having some quality family time. she needs it :) i only wish she could stay longer, i think she really misses living closer to her family and "home." i gazed upon an email once saying how sometimes she wishes technology wasn't so "advanced" because it has caused her to move further away and it moves people apart. which is sad.. but true.

wednesday night i was going to veg, but ended up covering a guy's shift at work. it was.. interesting.. a night riddled with injuries. yikes.. my first experience with "real" injuries .. well not really because on sunday a kid got hurt, so this is like injury week. but wednesday they called 911 and everything.. crazy! so the injury list included, broken wrist, knocked out teeth, twisted knee, and snapped hamstring. in two games. yikes. i feel the worst for the knocked out teeth guy - it's so permanent! ... plus because he did it to himself. hah. the puck deflected off his stick up to his mouth. was he not wearing a mouth-guard? he was wearing a sheild, but not a full cage. some people play without any face protection! i don't get that. now that guy is missing teeth. and his team was laughing and wanting to take pictures. awww. i also learned that if you put teeth in a glass of milk it helps preserve it? is that true? the random stuff you learn.

last night the play was okay. (only 5 left to come see!!) they changed the set and lights (we share the space with another play) so everything was different... so i messed up a few times... yikes. people said they didn't notice, but still.. i almost totally messed up and missed a few cues, but caught it in time. apparently i'm sucking at everything lately.

including tower blaster. philly kicked my ass 15,000 to 1,500 last night. :P