There is so much right now in my life that can be addressed by the word “Seriously.”

First, there’s the Wings game. Seriously. Thirty-five seconds from winning the Cup …. then the game is tied and eventually lost in the third OT. I was on the couch, half asleep, listening to the rise and fall of the announcers’ voices to determine when someone scored. UGH.

When the Penguins tied the game, my phone rang almost immediately — my dad, of course — and my IM lit up like a Christmas tree LOL. I was stunned into silence, at least verbally. Twitter took the hit of my profanity.

Second, I was on a conference call today when I got a text message from MM. MM! “Morning! ToY!” I was just like, you have to be fucking kidding me! I replied with, “Srsly. We have barely spoken in weeks.” No reply. Shocker.

I am over that shit. Ovah it. MM has had so many opportunities to contact me. It’s been 2 months since we’ve had dinner. We are at the office together daily plus hello, there is every night of the week to call me. He’s just a lazy jackass.

So what’s next? Tomorrow night, the Wings go back to Pittsburgh and can win the Cup there. Not as sweet as winning at home but it will do. And with mah love life? Who the fuck knows. I’m still sick of them all!