‘Tis the season! The Wings are matched against the Nashville Predators. The bad luck of the President’s Trophy has set in already. Our dish is getting repaired between 4-8 pm tomorrow, just in time to keep me at home for the Game 1 of the series.
I have another Sharks fan for a student this term, too. They’re coming out of the woodworks. I’ll have to offer her condolences in class tomorrow, just in time to start discussing how they’ll write their Hobbes papers.
And yeah, those who have checked the other blog will note that I’m behind on timelining. I gotta get crackin’. Publish or perish, playoffs or no! Plus, I need to get back to the gym. I'm a failure as a queer.