twitch twitch drool stomp

I have Evil Geniusitis, or perhaps OCD Russian Goaltenderitis, again. My left eyelid keeps twitching. It's all.. fluttery. Kinda tickles. Also kinda makes me want to gouge everything out of that eye socket. Robot eyes don't develop tics, do they? Argh. Argh. Kill it. Kill it with fire. Put novocain in my eye! Stress reactions are so backwards. They don't make you feel better about whatever's got you stressed. They make you a stressed-out person with a Khabibulin twitch, which overall I think worsens things, because now you look insane.

Missed the first half of tonight's game, but that's okay. Loved seeing Smitty and Turco on the same ice. It was like.. dueling puck-handling goalies.

"You call that a long pass? THIS is how it's done."
"Are you kidding?"
"I taught you everything I know!"
"Yeah, but not everything I know!"
"What?"
"WHAT?"

Riley is hoovering up her dinner, which I forgot about. She had to remind me with much intense staring and punching me with her huge feet. She really does make a HOMNOMNOMNOMNOM noise.

It is raining quite intensely, which means another cold front's coming in. The low tomorrow is 35. See Florida. See Florida get near freezing. See Florida lose its mind with panic. (See all the Canadian tourists go, "What do you mean it's too cold to swim? You can swim year round in Florida, everyone says." See natives point and laugh.)

If you are Riley, after dinner you must thank your pet primate by licking the nearest available foot, and then wipe all the kibble-dust and slobber off your face-wrinkles on the recently laundered and as of yet not too horribly doggy bedsheets. After that you will want attention, and the way to get it is to put your face on a leg, drool just enough to dampen the pants under your face, breathe heavily, wag your nub as hard as you can, and stomp with your back feet. Do this until the computer stops being more interesting than you are.