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Not really, but I don't hate it. The person below me has accidentally stolen something.

Johan is a male. We're technically housemates since I have my own room, but same difference. If I had a human roommate, she'd better be female. Sex or money?

I go in at night, but I am dreading it because the assistant supervisor is on vacation which means lots of work and even more new temps to replace the ones that didn't show up last week. The person below me eats meatless spaghetti for the sole reason that they are too lazy to fry hamburger.

UFA: Lidstrom (1 year contracts, for many healthy, productive years) Ozzie (yeah, it's a wishlist. I get to wish.) Drapes (see above) Jagr if he is at his mulleted best Andreas Lilja I would be pleased to see Miller and/or Eaves return. Off the wall: Staffan Kronwall is a UFA. He played in Sweden this last season. He hasn't done much at all in the NHL, but I'd love to see what would happen if he got together with his big bro. If he'd come in on a 2-way, I think he'd be worth the money in GR, plus with his track record there's no way he wouldn't clear waivers. No way he breaks into the Wings line-up, but maybe for a call-up when we have our Annual February Injuryfest. Non-UFA: I think I'd also like a good cheeseburger. And some booze.

In general, yes. I'd rather talk to my mom and sisters or if I have a question that requires more than three brain cells to answer. The person below me has wanted to go apes*** violent on someone, but refrained because it would be in direct violation of company policy.

If I rode, I'd probably wear a helmet on the highway or if I was riding with someone. If I was the only one on the bike and I was in town, I probably wouldn't. (For the record, the law here is that you have to wear one if you're under 18.) Fan or AC? (Assume that you are not in Texas and either would manage the heat equally well.)

At my age? Car is not possible. I don't bend that way. Floor would cause problems in getting up, but since I assume I'll have a partner, he can help me up. Kill bugs or return them to the great outdoors?

Nope. Just me and the furball. The person below me is a pushover.

Let's play "How Would You Have Handled This?" Let me give you some background. I work weekend graves in a c-store. We are on the south side of an interstate. North of the interstate is a residential area that can best be described as "upper middle class". They stay on their side of the I, except at night, when we are the only c-store open. On my side of the I, we have businesses to the west and low-income housing to the east. Since we're the only place open, lots of people use us as a sort of meeting place. We have some "working girls" who come in, and there is all sorts of activity that I know NOTHING about that happens on the side of the building (and I intend to keep knowing NOTHING about all activities not happening in my store). In general there is a problem with the high school/college age girls from the north. They come in dressed in short short skirts and shorts, high heels, and shirts where you can see their undergarments. They wear way too much make-up, have wild hair colours, and whine and swear loudly and act as if the world revolved around them. The only real difference between the high school/college girls and the hookers is that the girls pay with large bills and the hookers pay with large bills and food stamps. The other difference (and this varies greatly) is the attitude. The girls from the north act as though you are beneath them. The working girls realize that if they get ugly, old, or fat, they'll end up working in a c-store, so they have a bit of compassion. Lots of times guys try to hire the girls from the north by mistake. The girls get uppity and act all insulted because it's their "right" to dress however they want to and people are somehow supposed to just know whether or not they are whores. So last night there was a bunch of college aged guys hanging around and one came in and told me that the others were harassing a girl and I should kick them all out. Since he was one of that group, I figured he was joking. That group comes in a lot, and they have strange senses of humour. So this girl comes in, except she's not a girl. She's at least 30. She's dressed not just like a hooker, but like a really cheap hooker. I've never seen her before, so I don't know if she's new or if she's just passing through or what. When she came in, she was mumbling "******* assholes". I asked if they guys were bothering her. She said no. They were just asking how much, like she'd want to do them. I honestly couldn't tell if she was turning them down because they weren't good enough or if she wasn't a hooker. I told her that if they were bothering her, I'd tell them to leave. She said no, they weren't bothering her. So after she left, I called the kid who had come in over and asked if she was a hooker or if she was just dressed like one. He laughed. He said he didn't know for sure, but thought she was. I told him to tell his friends that they can't be harassing girls in front of the store and if they kept it up, they'd have to leave. They hung out some more and then left. So what do you think? Should I have kicked them out?

YAY! We want wedding pics!

Get a hooters girl (or whatever) to present it. No speech needed. The guys get to drool over the girl. The girls get to drool over the guy getting the Cup, and since the guys will be distracted by the girl they won't feel inadequate compared to a real live hockey player.

Hotter than hades at the weekday job. Might get a bit chilly at the weekend one, but I have a winter coat along for the ride. The person below me is sexy.

Always know. And even if I don't, I decide quickly. This is not always a good thing. Haggis or tripe?

I now have no desire for bacon or Bettman. I feel sorry for the guys receiving the trophies that he hands out. They have to hear the boos over the cheers. I'm sure they understand.

Congrats, Kevin. Thanks, NFM. It was fun.

Ka BOOOOOOOOOM. Chinese or Mexican? (Food, people, Food!)

All things considered, I guess I'm on the plus side. The person below me wants to go back to bed.

Biking is out due to my knee, so that leaves walk or drive. Since I live a long ways from anywhere I'm going, that leaves driving. For that reason, I miss living in a small town. Berry or citrus?

My brain says that he can still contribute and that if the price is right, it might be a good thing. There's certainly no harm in talking about it. My heart says that he's far more likely to go back to Pitts since he played there. My hormones say YES! YES! YES!

Tough one. That's like comparing... well, you know. Oranges, unless my teeth feel good. Min or Max?

No, I'm just slow. The person below me has a riding mower.

Monkeys. Chair or couch?

I've never seen it. The person below me is wearing a bandaid.

So if Red Bull gives you Wings, what do Red Wings give you?

They will decide that "Kings" is sexist and will rename them the "Monarchs". They will have a butterfly as their logo. The colour purple will be their primary colour in their uniforms. Once pro-democracy protesters have their say against "Monarchs", they will be known as the Queens which, with the purple uniforms, will bring in a whole new crowd to the sisterhood of Puckbunnies.