tonight...i relaxed.

One of my most beloved ways to unwind:

It just makes me so happy.  I have been oddly secluded as of late. I do realize that I could probably make time to be more social, but I am completely exhausted from everyday life!  Yesterday, however, after much convincing, my good friend Scott was able to persuade me to go out on a long overdue S and B night.  This was us last year:

 Tonight was the Jazz v. Bulls game. Neither teams were really all that spectacular (except for a few amazing blocks...but the 11/21 free throws? ew).  Yet, I had SO much fun. I relaxed. I was in my element. We talked, laughed, shouted, and just sat. I ate nachos, I forgot about my jerk boss, I didn't think about homework, I didn't worry about the gym, I just had fun. We did lose the game (barely) but it was an exciting one. I hadn't yelled like that in a while.  It felt damn good (maybe there were subconsciously some other emotional frustrations being secreted...).

We sat 6 rows behind the team. I had never sat there before and it was exhilarating!!  I had never been that close to the entire team and staff. I have sat closer in the past, but never near the team. They are all so...big. 

It was exactly the diversion that I needed. And now it is after 11 PM, I still have to do my laundry, do my chem homework and be up by 5:30 AM.  Cool.

But it is amazing what a little bit of good company, entertainment and laughter can do for your overall wellness. Thanks, for reminding me to chill out, scotty :).

ode to wesley.

Sometimes I get really attached to particular basketball players. There are some that will forever be in my heart, no matter what team they move to, despite any bad stats, and with all disregard to aging (I will always love my little Tayshaun). But when a player is on the Jazz and I like him, I tend to feel a special bond- almost like we are friends for real and that he needs MY support. But when he leaves, it is somewhat devastating (and no I am not talking about Caveman Korver or Booz). Ok it is darn right heart wenching. While we may have acquired some great players this year... (but the lurpy, skinny, white boy still makes me nervous- you would Sloan.), we have lost Wesley Matthews.

This breaks my heart. While we gained his skills at the cost of R. Brewer, I loved watching him play. That boy earned his keep on the team, and first year rookie- undrafted nonetheless- was guarding freaking Kobe in the playoffs. And while we lost to the Lakers (ew, gross, barf, moment of silence...), he definitely put up a fight against that butthead. What can I say, I love Marquette basketball (not only is it in Milwaukee, they produce the greatest dentists in the world!), I love the Jazz, I love when unknown players leave me in awe, I love the Jazz and I will sorely miss seeing Wes M. there on the court. 

ok. that is all. sometimes i just need to grieve my losses.