What do you do when you see your wife out of the kitchen? Shorten the leash:P So tonight I have found myself really giving 'er. I've been pounding and straining and sweating alllllll night....trying to think of something I care less about than some random person who I don't know being mainpage news because she had a baby. On a totally un-related topic, I heard a phrase no guy wants to hear when he's sitting and talking to a female: "you think (insert name here) is prettier than me!" *shudders* I still shudder thinking about it, see? It's funny because now i COMPLETELY understand firsthand what every male stand-up comic means when he talks about how frustrating women are. I never said anything even remotely close to me thinking a girl is prettier than her, and all of a sudden she's moving half-way across the room and turning away from me and hiding her face from me with a pillow and giving me the...dun dun DUN!...silent treatment. But me, as skillfully adept as I am, i managed to weather the storm and avert the situation. I'm not gonna say how, but let's just say that I'm not gonna say how. Anyways, that's my story. Oh, also, the NHL season is done. DONE. OVER. NO MORE. IT WILL NOT HAPPEN PEOPLE. I'm so sick of everyone saying it could still happen and stuff. Just leave it alone, it's better for the game this way. And shut the hell up about it, at least when you're around me. .. Unless...have you heard something? :D