I did the interview yesterday-
And I'll tell you what, it pales in comparison to the real news in my life-
I'M ON A HOCKEY TEAM!
Fuck yeah, this potentially former werewolf is facing off at 4:00 PM tomorrow at Corelears Park.
It's street hockey, which isn't as good as ice or roller, but Jesus, Mary and Joseph- it's about fucking time.
Of course, it occurs to me that I haven't actually exercised in over 9 months, you know, if you don't count the times I was running around as a werewolf.
I might be a little winded tomorrow.
If anybody cares, I can tell you about the interview, but it was pretty much a bunch of bullshit about "How do feel moments before the transformation" and shit like that that.
It's like, fuck- read the blog, douchebags.
Jesus, I wanna score a goal.