1. I was at game 2 of the WCF. I cried. Like, legit on the stairs because I was sick of sitting in the seat before they went into 3ot.
    I’d done a 6 hour turn around at work, drove from work to pick up my friend and want on to the Honda Center. Then watched 2 hours of hockey through about 5 hours at the Honda Center. I had to work the next morning too.
    Somehow the best and worst game of my life.
    I called a dude a c*nt in the parking lot who was being…. well a c*nt. Plus I was tired and had like 90 minutes of driving ahead of me. He deserved it.

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