MOTHERFUCKERS!!!! FUCK.

EDITED TO ADD: Peeps from Twitter, please take a moment to appreciate that I do my best to hold back on the language that comes so naturally to me over there (most of the time), but you’re in my house now!  I’m also still too upset to put my anger into intelligent sentences.

I’m dedicating this post to my favorite people on the planet – the Nashville Predators.  I still have hope for a post-season, but no matter what, they’re my team and I love them.  So this one’s for the boys in [navy] blue!  LET’S GO PREDATORS!

Sully is the Predators Pedigree Pet of the Month for March!!!  The runner-up dogs are all very cute – it makes me feel bad that Sully won, especially since she’s such a bad dog, but she is adorable.

You can see the winning girl here.  Gotta go!  She’s pulling the stuffing out of my pillow!!!

In addition to the fact that I’m in one of my periods of “not interested in the internet,” I’m also busy with some stuff these days…

Because I am insane, I’m working on three major things right now – dieting (I’ve got to get rid of about 35 more pounds), quitting smoking (by means of phasing out), and cutting out caffeine (also phasing out).

The dieting is going pretty well.  When I get momentum with something like that, it’s not so hard.  Exercising is the difficult part because I HATE IT.  So being active is happening in baby steps.

Brief walks at the Richland Creek Greenway with the dogs, time on the Wii Fit (I bought it last summer – it’s about time I start using the damn thing), a little yoga, etc.  Next month, Dr. Frankenfurter and I will be joining Sportsplex – the time we spend working out versus the time we spend drooling over Preds practices is still an open question.

I haven’t had success quitting smoking in the 11 or so years that I’ve been doing it (obviously), and cold turkey just doesn’t work for me.  I’m taking it very slowly and replacing strategic cigarettes of the day with nicotine gum.

I bought a giant package of the Nicorette White Ice Mint Gum at Costco (it is NOT fun to spend $60 on a pack of gum!), and you wouldn’t believe it, but it tastes like … drum roll, please … GUM!  I guess if this doesn’t work I’ll try Chantix, but that’s not covered by my insurance, so I’m trying this method first.

I’ve made progress with the whole caffeine thing.  It started out as me just wanting to cut out soft drinks, but with money being tight, I figured I should probably cut out the daily trip to Starbucks also.  Although I only drink diet sodas (I LOVE LOVE LOVE Cherry Coke Zero), that shit isn’t good for me, either, and the price just keeps going up.  I’m still having a couple of sodas most days, but I’ve quit keeping it at home (I could come home from work and drink 5 or 6 of them).

I have had no success cutting out the daily venti iced coffee (unsweetened), but at $2.84 a day, it’s going to have to go.  Eventually, I’ll just cut down, but I’m not sure that I’m ready yet.  Apparently I consume enough caffeine that, if I go without (or when I first cut out the massive soft drink consumption), I get headaches.  Ahhhh, addiction.

Hopefully in a few months I will be thin and not smell like coffee and cigarettes.

Wow, this suddenly turned into a boring self-improvement journal.  I can’t see anybody caring about any of this stuff – if someone else wrote this, I wouldn’t have even read this far – but I just felt chatty.

On an unrelated note: since I’m not a tween, I don’t really understand/know about all of this Twilight stuff, but that boy’s hair really bugs me.  However, I can’t really talk – I was bummed this week that I didn’t get to go see NKOTB.  I guess we all had our boy bands or Hannah Montana type of stuff at one time or another.

I hate having my picture taken.  I always look goofy or fat or scary.  However, today was picture day at the Sommet Center, and I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to have my picture taken – in the penalty box, with Gnash, by the Zamboni, in front of a net and on the Predators bench.

The full set can be seen here, but here are my two favorites:

Me, Gnash & Dr. Frankenfurter

Defending myself against a chair-wielding Brandy in the sin bin - and, no, I'm not pregnant! That's just my shirt.

I shot this last Monday.  It’s blurry, but whatever.  I’m no cinematographer.

I would just like to express my extreme excitement over the fact that I will be living alone in a few months.  The lease runs out at the end of April, and I’m signing a new one, but the boys are moving out.

When Roommate #2 leaves for work, would it be bad for me to sneak in his room and measure for new drapes?

In other news I’m sick and it sucks.  Just a cold, but I’m a giant baby about this kind of stuff.

Also, I may actually start using the INTERWIRE™ again.   Every once in awhile I just need a little break.  Plus, I bought a sweet TV last month as well as Apple TV, so I’ve been distracted with that.

As for Christmas/my birthday, Mom got me the best gift – which I can’t find a picture of, but it’s the Predators version of this:

Also, please excuse the weird/random post title (but aren’t they all?).  The song and its minimal lyrics are stuck in my head because I keep hearing it in that trailer for Revolutionary Road.

Dr. Frankenfurter (left) shows Kelly, a Devils fan, a little southern hospitality…