Tonight I went to the Stars game and watched them play the Canadians. We lost 3-1. Sucks my face off.
So to continue the bad luck, I came home and ordered a dozen shitty hot wings and opened up an average bottle of Valpolicella to ruin any chance of being health conscientious. I expect to be very unhappy upon stepping on the scales first thing mañana.
Fuck it, raise your glass to the Canadians.
I want to do something to end this losing streak… Street Fighter 4. The madhatter is afriad to play me; he is pretending to write a new tool to aviod my wrath. He knows what’s best for him.