Hate: The Universe

Work is putting me in a decidedly sour, foul, toxic mood as of late. I want to kill something. (No, I'm not homocidal). I need that cathartic release that comes from discharging firearms, blowing stuff up or a resonable pixilated simulation of like activities. Thank God for my upcoming mini-holiday.

Love: Hockey

Well, they've done it. My team in the West, the Edmonton Oilers managed to force a game 7 only to lose it. While they weren't likely to win a game seven not on home ice (something like 11 of 19 game 7's have been won by the team with home ice advantage) stll, it peppers my day with apathy. I should just start pulling for the team I don't want to win, maybe that would psyche out the Hockey Gods.

Coffee: Better Living Through Chemistry

The first cup of coffee in the morning is like a cup of liquid sunshine, all the others following are just trying to capture that one perfect moment again.