how things change.

Right now, our dear and beloved friend Eric (who is visiting in a week, but hasn’t updated his blog since two visits ago, and one visit to SD for us) is watching the Ducks go at the ‘Nucks in Anaheim.

That’s right. Eric — he of this entry — is at the hockey game, leaving jubilant voicemails for me about the Canucks being in the lead.

Since he’s a Canucks fan.

I think my work is complete here.

doing cronkite proud.

News to the minute:

1. I’m not buying Uggs. What kind of moron, after slagging a brand of shoes for years — and refusing to wear ANY shoes herself PERIOD because they make her feet too hot — goes and spends more than $200 of her hard-earned money on footwear designed for optimal warmth?

I live in a WET city, not a cold one. I like my feet fresh and COOL, not swathed in suede-y, wooly hell. I still don’t know what I was thinking. It was like a small trend virus captured my brain. But I’m healthy now. And have no idea what type of shoes to buy for the upcoming more-wet, less-warm season. Back to square (puddle) one.

2. My sore throat from earlier has officially blossomed into a sort of burr-in-throat sensation accompanied by achy ears. I could be having an allergic reaction to something (maybe it was all that eye contact with the new laundry spider?), but if that’s the case, it should pass soon.

I DON’T HAVE TIME TO GET SICK. Just so you know. There will be no tolerance.

3. GO CANUCKS GO! With two decent wins over the Oilers in a Home-Home series this weekend, I think our boys are almost officially “back” from the Philly fiasco. We face the SJ Sharks tonight, and I think we need that victory to seal the deal and get us focused back on the big, long season ahead, and not just a blowout fluke of a contest.

Luongo is still whoa. No other way to say it. And I was pleased to see Brendan Morrison stepping up this weekend… and even a bit of fire (and a smile?!) out of Naslund! Could Vigneault have finally found his number?

And no, Darren… Trev is most certainly NOT done yet. You don’t ride out the crap he went through before the pre-season just to hang up your skates.

I think he’s just warming up and getting his legs under him for a great final period of leadership. That team needs his steadiness right now.

4. Has anyone ever actually taken that Cold fX stuff? It sure didn’t help me make a positive buying decision when my own most-loathed former NHL player was the front page spokesman! Gah!

GEE, THANKS FOR HELPING HIM STAY IN THE GAME.

get out those glad bags…

… because MAN ALIVE, do you people know how to bring out the trash!

I love it. I love it so much.

And so does my faithful roommate and heterolifemate, Catherine, who phoned me from work to relive a few of the best comments. Honestly, folks — the best way to realize you’re not all that weird is to look around you and SEE THE MAGIC.

You are all magic.

And should keep being magic, if you haven’t posted your weird/trashy/awkward/problematic confessions yet below.

Here are three more of mine:

    I own a Diana, Princess of Wales paper doll kit where her base outfit is royal underwear. I have no idea where it is (I’ve moved too many times, and so have my parents…) but I find it kind of creepy at this point. Granted, I got it in 1982 (were some of you people even alive yet?), but still.

    I really, really, really enjoy the skin on KFC chicken. No, I don’t find it too salty or greasy or SKINNISH… I just love it. Mmm. And the more gross you think it is, the more left for me! Woo!

    I sing into my thumb in the car like it was a microphone. And in grocery stores. And pretty much anywhere.

Anyway. Do share. Do tell. We can’t wait to learn more.

In other news, I am buying actual shoes next week — maybe even three pairs! Which would bring my non-heel shoe total to… five pairs! — and need to think of a decent flat shoe that is not a boot or a running shoe or a walking shoe or a nurse shoe or a mom shoe.

I love ballet flats, but can’t seem to find a pair that don’t fall apart or give me the mother of all blisters on my heel. Which heals eventually (HEEL HEAL HEEL HEAL), but still.

Any suggestions?

OH! And…

If you could choose a category as yet uncategorized and unwritten at MegFowler.com, what would it be?

OH! And…

The Canucks lost by six points last night. I don’t expect anything as devastating as this to happen again, but I feel terrible for the guys. The fan bashing afterwards can’t be doing them much good in prepping for the next two games, either.

Let’s not decide we’re going to lose all season because of a couple bad contests. That’s like ending your marriage because you fight over whether to have the toilet paper roll over or under (over, by the way.) JUST MOVE ON.

And I hate “stat hexes”, too. Who cares if we lose to a team all the time? That doesn’t mean we can’t nail them now.

One more thing: Jesse Boulerice? You think you’re awesome railing on our Kes when you’re 5 points in the lead? Yeah. Meet me in the alley behind my house and I’ll give you the cross-checking of your LIFE.

OH! And…

WHAT THE FREAK! I see her going both ways. Alternately. Randomly. I keep thinking that shouldn’t work because of the lines of her body and anatomy but it HAPPENS! AAAA!!