I really am done

The meeting last night made me realize that I will not be able to survive a whole other hockey season. I don't have the same spirit I did when I first started (I'm not a Wings fan anymore, McCarty is long gone, I'm not driving ten minutes down the Lodge to get to work from school anymore, etc. etc. ) and so instead of working half the season or a measely 18 games like last year, I don't think I'm even going to get started. It's not a bad thing. All the great ones have the foresight to know they won't make it the whole year, and instead of giving a half ass effort just hang them up. It's the right thing to do. It's the only thing to do to save my sanity.

So that was fun while it lasted. I might miss it, but the bad outweighs the good; the aggravating more than the happiness, it's time to go. But I'll be back.

Bring on the January 2nd tickets. I know the best place to stand in the joint.