I had a great weekend from wandering the sunny streets of DC to screaming at hockey in a bar (much to the amusement of various guys who apparently find it bemusing that girls are into hockey, okay then) and knocking back Fireflies (sweet tea vodka & lemonade ♥) to watching the absolute terriblamazing clusterfuck that was Game 3 of the Pens-Flyers series. But I'm going to take a little break from hockey to talk about how I accidentally rediscovered all my feelings about football.
I mean, first, there were all those pics of Xabi Alonso in a suit looking ungodly hot.
And then Saturday night at the bar, alongside all the great hockey, they were also replaying the Liverpool-Everton match and STEVIE G ON MY TV. ♥♥♥ I still hate you Suárez but YAY LIVERPOOL. Get some.
And then I remembered how this video from a week ago made my day:
( Cut for kicks. )REAL MADRID V. BARCELONA THIS SATURDAAAAAAY.
The only response to all these feelings, of course, was to go reread all of
conspiire's
football/World Cup superlatives askfdkls ugh she is the
funniest. Hair possession: a fact you ignore at your own peril. Trufax.
Speaking of hair,
Nando is blond again. NANDO IS BLOND AGAIN WHY DID YOU LEAVE US YOU TERRIBLE PERSON? ;_______;
And, okay, because I can never not have hockey thoughts, here is a fun and shallow thought: CAN SOMEONE PLEASE WRITE KANER TEACHING JEFF HOW TO UNDERSTAND A DIRTY JOKE? (Or
forochel should finish and post the Kaner/Jeff she's chatficced at me...) I just need Jeff to be introduced to debauchery through
Kaner debauching him any means necessary, for the good of Jeff's future career in the NHL. I would write this myself but it would require the invention of too many "that's what she said" jokes and those are
hard.
Yeah. You see what I did there.