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Friday, September 25, 2009

good times

Yesterday was ridiculous and so random. My goodness do I love random because it seems that the random times are just the absolute best adventures! Tonight: good tunes in the city (played by the band AliCat is in), our friend CK was able to come out and there was dancing! Wonderful, swing your arms, rock your hips dancing to some funky tunes. I needed a night like tonight. Thakn you, randomness :)

That's not even the most random part of the day though. That morning was ridiculously random! Last weekend Mo and I were going to go watch the local NHL team's practice. As you may recall, I have had a silly crush on one of them. Sadly, the day my friend was off that week, they were already on the road for pre-season games. So, we decided to go out this week ... only while I'm on my way to Mo's, she texts me that they're not practicing in local that day. Ut oh, it's a game day! Oh well, I keep driving, according to her friend (who works for them), they're in Philly and he said to just come over. So, we head off to Philly to the Wachovia Center.

We get there ... and the doors are locked. Several employees we ran into outside didn't even know they were practicing there and Mo couldn't even get a hold of her friend who told us to come over & come in. Ahh! It all seemed so embarrassing, disappointing and, well, what a waste of a morning!

We find one more person to talk to, who gets someone else, who was actually aware of the practice going on ... but he says it's closed to the public. Pretty much: "Game day, sorry your friend told you to come, but when they're here, no public allowed." :( Mo says her friend's name when the guy asks us again who told us we could just come in and when she told him, the guy went, "Oh. Oh, {Mo's friend name}. Follow me," calls her friend and says to him, "Yea, there are these two girls here to see you. I'm going to bring them in and put them right behind the box." Right behind the box?! You mean where all the guys are?! And no one else is in there?!! Excuse me while I die since I don't look nearly as good as I could if I thought we were gonna have this kind of morning. Damn, damn, damn.

We head inside and the whole place is empty ... empty except for me, Mo and the players on the ice practicing. Oh my goodness! Mo goes: "They're all staring!!" I didn't know what else to say: "Uh, yea! Two ladies just walked in when no one is supposed to be here!!!"

Her friend comes out (cute) and we're talking to him. Not even 5 minutes after he's out there, out walks Mr. Good-looking in sweats and watching the ice. Oh my goodness. I don't know how I didn't die on the spot. Too much for me to handle. All the disappointment earlier, then all this - the empty center, us, the ice, the guys and him. Oh geez. Just stand there and look gorgeous, I'm ok with that. I can handle that, right? lol

This all led to ridiculous silly conversations that night too, of course, with Mo.

What a day, what a day. Need to rush out the door now though ... heading out to go camping this weekend - yay! :)

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