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Losing things due to alcohol since 1988


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I effin love goalies

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I effin love goalies

(Source: threecrombeensoup, via hockeyobsessed)

stepujici-anka:

Regular goalie practice

stepujici-anka:

Regular goalie practice

(via heynickyyouresofine)

Oh, Varly.  

Oh, Varly.  

(Source: sashabarkov)

as28:

Dulles Airport :))

as28:

Dulles Airport :))

"One of my teammates that was on the plane just kind of gave me head’s up about it. He kind of just caught wind of it somehow, and I didn’t really know what it was or what was going on. He just said a couple of rough comments are being made on the Twitter feed and different blogs or what have you. Yeah, no I didn’t really pay any attention to it. You know, he just kinda gave me a head’s up on it and just, if anything he can - if I needed a hand on anything, which was great. But when I got home, I checked it out and, I mean, it didn’t really bother me. The realization of it is I am black and I’m playing a predominantly white sport. And, I mean, you hope that doesn’t exist but realistically it does and racism will exist - it’s just, you try to limit that as much as you can, especially in our sport of hockey, which we love. I mean, it is what it is. There’s just a couple of - you know, I don’t hate the city of Boston or the team or anything - it’s just a couple bad apples that ruined it. The more upsetting part for me is the fact that it took away the spotlight of the other players, like our goalie, who played unbelievable all series and deserves all the recognition possible. Now it just so happens everyone wants to talk about the few racial comments."
- How to Handle Shit with Dignity 101, by  Joel Ward  (via babyilaichit)

(Source: youvarlyatsix, via babyilaichit)

rapunzel-pond:

HOLY SHIT WHEN YOU HOLD DOWN ALT AND CLICK REBLOG

HOLY SHIT„„„„

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krazykitsune:

Because, y’know, apparently the rules are different for Boston. Or the refs are blind to anything wearing black and gold.
Yes I am still pissed, why do you ask?

krazykitsune:

Because, y’know, apparently the rules are different for Boston. Or the refs are blind to anything wearing black and gold.

Yes I am still pissed, why do you ask?

(via hockeyobsessed)

What…Just Happened: An Afternoon With The Hunger Games

gyzym:

March 10, 2012, 10:35 AM: In the wake of traditional Saturday morning family breakfast, I find myself in a bookstore with my twelve year old brother. Unsurprising: the copy of Dave Egger’s How We Are Hungry clutched in my fist like spoils of war. Surprising: the table full of Hunger Games paraphernalia and paperbacks that said brother is lingering over. 

“Haveyou read this?” he asks me. “My friend is reading it. You should read it and tell me if I’ll like it!” 

Having discovered an unanticipated new meaning for the phrase, “Everyone and their brother has told me to read this book,” I purchase it. Sibling status: awesome. Fate status: sealed. 

Me, 11:15 AM: Oh, I’ll just read a couple pages. 

Me, 11:35 AM: Oh, I’ll just read a couple more pages. 

Me, 11:57 AM: Goddamn it I, I have shit to do today. I’ll go buy coffee. I will put this book down. My resolve is strong. 

Me, 12:15 PM: My resolve is so not strong. My resolve is the opposite of strong. What is resolve? Do they have it in Panem?

Me, 12:16 PM to 3:00 PM: NOTHING ON EARTH MATTERS EXCEPTING FINISHING THIS FUCKING BOOK

So join me, tumblr, on an ~exciting recap~ of my journey through this life-killer of a novel. You will laugh! You will…no, you’ll probably just laugh. At me. I don’t care; I must get it out of my brain before I like, break from sanity and buy the next two on my computer and end up bleeding out my eyes trying to finish them as rapidly as possible. I just. Hunger Games, what even are you.

Please note before we begin that this is a) very very very much meant to be tongue-in-cheek and b) I hate Peeta so much. So. Much. If you like Peeta, I do not hate you! I just hate Peeta. Be warned. With that said: 

The Hunger Games: A Recap

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