Thursday, May 1

 
“At the end, I was just trying to fight to see the puck. All I could think the whole time was, 'Where's the puck?' ”

— Anaheim's Jean-Sebastien Giguere, after blanking the Stars Wednesday


3-1 series lead over the number one seed in the western conference. the cinderella story continues.

i'm absolutely ecstatic. i don't even really have any words. we were there tonight at the pond when leclerc put the power play goal into the net with less than two minutes left in regular time to clinch game four and geguere's (the anaheim goalie who is inching his way into some of carson palmer's space in my heart) first playoff shutout.

“ We have lost before, y'know. We didn't go 82-0. ” — Mike Babcock, Mighty Ducks head coach (after Monday's loss, the Ducks' first in post-season)

i know, i'm so lame. i used to be this interesting girl who studied in italy and liked emo music, blah blah blah. and now i post about sports all the time. but i'm telling you, it's so exciting. there's nothing else that i can think of that can consistently deliver this buzz of excitement for two months straight. for all my cooler music friends, try to think of it like this: imagine that the impossibles (or sigur ros, or rilo kiley, or dave matthews band, or foo fighters, or whoever your favorite is) were in concert every other night for two months. sometimes you'd get to watch them on tv (although that doesn't make much sense, because that wouldn't be very indie, but hang with me) but every week or two you'd get to see them live. and every couple of weeks you'd see them with a different cool opening band. maybe it'd be your second favorite band, like hey mercedes, or maybe it'd be some great band you'd only heard of and had been wanting to check out for a while, and now you would finally get to. so, if that was the case, wouldn't you be excited, like, all the time?!?

then imagine that in the middle of the show, bob nanna jumped onto the stage and bodychecked dave grohl into an amp, and then taylor leapt up from behind his drumset and punched bob in the head. AND THE STAGE WAS MADE OF ICE. then wouldn't you be having the best time of your entire life?!?

welcome to playoff hockey.
posted by from shannon at 4:15 AM

Wednesday, April 30

 
being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up/ these are the best days of our lives.

it's a truly sad point in one's life when ataris lyrics are capable of moving one to tears.

16 days until graduation.
posted by from shannon at 5:00 PM

Tuesday, April 29

 
there's so much good material here in the past few years, but the only one i really want to recycle tonight because it nearly made me sob with laughter actually comes from my dear friend lindy:

me: it says here that lee harvey oswald shot himself in the arm. that's not very sexy.
lindy: it is if he did it on purpose.


posted by from shannon at 3:43 AM

 
okay, seriously, i cannot stop laughing at 2001 shannon and my old blog jokes. i'm laughing so hard i'm even doing the cackle. i am officially the lamest person alive.
posted by from shannon at 2:56 AM

 
i'm obviously procrastinating, which is bad when i'm staring down the barrel of a sleepless week as i plow forward toward one of the scariest final projects of my life. but i've been reading my old blogs, and swear to god: i just think i am so freaking funny.
posted by from shannon at 2:53 AM

 
a late night conversation with my friend joe (on how excited we are for this friday's costume party):

mac2two: can't believe you and kimi are coming in loin cloth attire
cowboyjoe282: it's not loin cloth attire
cowboyjoe282: it's more like snakeskin togas
mac2two: wtf?
cowboyjoe282: well, there's this fabric her mom had that's got a snakeskin pattern on it
cowboyjoe282: don't ask me...she was using it to make curtains in their van
posted by from shannon at 2:42 AM

 
i'm sitting around in my spring party dress right now. alone. at 2am. because it makes me feel sexy.
posted by from shannon at 2:12 AM

Monday, April 28

 
also:

so this guy just called the admission office and wanted me to tell him how we're different than the university of phoenix. i was so dumbfounded. after a lengthy, flabbergasted pause, all i could do was blurt out, "we're one of the premiere research universities in this world. university of phoenix is a correspondence school (that turned out david duchovny!)"

his response: "i'm not convinced."

please kill me.
posted by from shannon at 1:08 PM

 
just a shout-out to my friend jared:

YOU ROCK.

although the kid is arguably the gayest straight man alive (who am i kidding, arguably; he wears leather pants and writes poetry), he left me a message this morning saying, "isn't it so great that carson palmer went #1 draft pick?" i bet he had to ask a girl what the draft even was. he must really love me. thanks, jared!
posted by from shannon at 1:08 PM

 
when the door to your apartment building no longer opens with your key, i think that's a sure sign that it's time to get the hell out of dodge.

everything is falling apart here.

i'm definitely in the heart of the storm right now. i'm staring down the barrel of perhaps the toughest week of this semester, and it's only getting darker by the second. for example: it is not good when a group project member suddenly decides she is not going to turn in her portion of the project, equivalent to one-quarter of the paper and presentation, at 10pm the night before it is due. if anyone knows pritee in jour 450, please direct her to this website: I HATE YOU.

this is what has become of me. i'm at a point where i try to let everyone know what i think of them (mostly if it is bad.) i mean, there's only three weeks left in school, right? what's a little honesty going to hurt? it sure makes me feel good. the unfortunate side effect is that i think it's making people like me less. but at least it's entertaining. some examples:

1) i had to call the girl who boned out on our project. she won't answer her phone. despite the fact that she claims to be in the hospital with an ulcer, i still left messages telling her i think her not getting her portion to us is "pretty fucked up" and that she has "screwed us into the ground."

2) i am currently fighting the urge to email a member of an organization for which i serve on the executive board and tell her everything i think about her. she has not contributed anything to the group (unless you count extreme bitchyness) and i very much want to send her an email telling her not to come to our graduation breakfast because she fucking sucks and everyone in the group talks about her behind her back.

3) some of my more darling residents wanted my attention this afternoon. instead of knocking on my door, they proceeded to pound on it with a biblical fervor for a straight 30 seconds, adorably screaming out, "we know you're in there!" at the end of my rope after trying desperately to sneak in a nap, i sat up and yelled out, "i'm trying to take a goddamn nap, so unless this is crucial, you best get the hell away from that door!"

4) last week i filled out an (anonymous) evaluation for my least favorite professor and his class, the worst waste of time i have ever spent at usc. after telling him that he should rename the class "a reintroduction to public relations: just like the class you already took, only more boring," and that "bringing in guest speakers does not hide poor teaching ability," i finished off by saying that "this class, and this major, have made me a dumber person."

swear to god, no one better get in my way this week. just trying to be helpful.

posted by from shannon at 12:05 AM