The First Post

I created a blog. It seems everyone else has one, so now I've joined the bandwagon.

My thoughts are pretty dark these days. I think about my dad a lot, of course. Sometimes I don't think about him for several hours, then I feel guilty, which I know is stupid.

Bruins lost last night. They're out. They blew a 3-1 series lead. My dad would have been disgusted. I could see him in my mind, hear him. He's still so clear. It's like he just stepped out for a moment, but it's been almost two months.

Going out with Mom, Diann, and Tonya on Friday. Then Tonya and I are going to the fishing party. I don't want to, but everyone else thinks I should. So I'll put in an appearance and leave. That should be enough to keep people from bugging me.

Leafs play tonight. Game 7. I hate game sevens, they make me tense. I really hope they win. It'll suck if they lose.

Can't think of anything else. I think this is a good enough first post.

Later,
Michelle