Yes, yes, I know...

[lithera]

We lost. This does not bother me for a few reasons. I'm a loyal fan. I was with the Red Wings when they were called, very unaffectionately, the Dead Things. When they couldn't make th playoffs (and only five teams didn't make it). That and typically they lose the first game of a series. It's nice when they don't but it isn't a soul crushingly bad thing either. That and from what I could tell both teams were not playing the hockey I know they can. It really felt like a warm up game. Tonight, I wish to see the Kings beat the Avs. That would be nice.

So, I'm still packing. The thing is, the more I pack, the more my apartment looks like a disaster zone. I don't understand it at all. I put all the clothes I don't want in a bag. So I have books, videos and clothes all ready to go somewhere and be donated or something. The plan for this evening is to finish my books, pack all of my CDs and movies and start on the dishes and glasses I'm not using.

I hate packing.