Baby, I'm sorry...

I'm sorry that I've neglected to psychotically fan girl over you. Its been a busy summer. Those rugby boys with their short shorts and farmer's tans really distracted me, and I neglected our imaginary really serious relationship.

It was touch and go for a while, because Tom Croft was taller than you, and Jamie Roberts doesn't swallow his G's in his present participles, and Tommy Bowe blinded me with his bravado, you almost got lost in the mix but my love for you has remained constant, ever since I was 14 and you were 18, with frosted tips.

So now that Team Canada's training camp is over, and you're starting to play exhibition games, AND your hair has grown back, we can get back on track!

I've missed you, have you missed me? Remember when picture posts were almost always Rick Nash picture posts? Ok yea, so Tom Croft has kind of taken over but that doesn't matter because he can't skate like you! And Jamie can't score like you! And Tommy doesn't have a life sized bobble head of himself in his office...And none of them signed a $62.4 million contract....ahem!

What I'm trying to say is, we're back on, baby! I hope you know what Louboutins to get me for Christmas, here's a hint they're electric blue suede ;)

O RLY

That homewrecking model may have stolen my husband, watered down his music, and be...you know, a model HOWEVER we have discovered something from her past that makes all of that inconsequential. Like if we ever get into a screaming match about how he never sees his kids because of her I'll just throw out the fact THAT SHE WAS IN A LIMP BIZKIT VIDEO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (the 2:37 mark to be exact!)



OH SNAP!

Sorry to torture you with rap rock but people, how amazing is this? Don't you feel some kind of superirority over her now? No matter that she's gorgeous, a size zero, and boinking our soon-to-be ex-husband, she was in a Limp Bizkit video, which is an automatic fail in all aspects of her life.

Hey if that's what Caleb wants to associate with well then, we're better off without him!

...MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

sorry gotta go, Tom [Croft] needs a back rub ;)

Justify my love

Why? Why is Sidney Crosby the object of my obsession? Why do I spent countless hours analyzing, fantasizing, mocking?

Sure he's a great hockey player but there are other hockey players that are great that I could easily fan girl over (Ovechkin, Malkin, E. Staal, Lecavalier). He's pretty good looking but he isn't a Brad Richards or a Shane O'Brien or a Jose Theodore OR a Brooks Laich (hubba hubba). He has the personality of a cardboard box, and is in no way the Captain that Jerome Iginla is but I digress, why am I 'in love'?

Well this pretty much sums it up:

Sidney Crosby: Thanks to everyone who helped me get my 100th goal and my 300th career point in the NHL. Thanks to my mom and dad and most of all my sister!


How cute is that? Thanking is little sister most of all!

Its his down to earth, boy next door, nature that gets me every time. Sure I want the drunken hot sex with Caleb Followill but in the end I want 4 kids, I huge backyard and a stay at home husband in Sidney Crosby, *sigh* its not impossible, just improbably but not impossible.



*(let's not think of Dominic Waldouck, who's giving Crosby a run for his money because in Dom you can have both hot sex and a white picket fence...)

Fan Girling: This Time Its For Real

So its official, I'm nuts. I'm currently, madly, creepily, school girl crushing, on none other than the 'Nasher' (ugh hate that nickname) Rick Nash himself! (if you haven't noticed...)

Over here at Death of a Trend I'm completely ridiculous, over the top, for the sole purpose of me re-reading my posts and laughing at them; its kind of like re-reading the diary you had when you were 12, except you wrote it 5 minutes ago and were not serious at.all. That is what Death of a Trend is all about; being completely ridiculous about anything and everything I want! And currently its been the NHL and its ~*stars*~.

I've gotten back into hockey because my social life has...well the slate has been wiped clean and I only have a very small group of friends now, so what to do when Jenny has to spend time with her bf on Saturday? WATCH HOCKEY NIGHT IN CANADA!!!!!!! Its not as pathetic as it sounds, promise! But now the sarcasm and the joking has taken a serious turn for the worst, I'm totally school girl crushing on Rick Nash...like for real!

I don't know if it has to do with the fact that he could just pop up in a bar somewhere downtown, because he lives here(OMG he lives here!!!!!!!!!) or what but I am totally crushing, and its kind of sad. But guys Rick is fine, he is SO fine! When you see him you get that ripple of giddiness spread across you and its like you're 12 again during summer vacation lookin' for summer love.



He seems like such a chill guy, CLEARLY I don't know him but he seems so laid back and easy going, like every guy I ever fell for in high school (and beyond apparently) AND he's smokin' hot, SO HOT! I love how he seems like a regular guy and is a little tubby, and isn't Mr. Olympia like Sidney Crosby, when looking at his thighs would only make you feel bad about yourself. With Rick it would be ok to drink a carb filled pint of beer, or pig out on nachos, or not go to the gym (errr which I haven't done for a week :S). PLUS he's awkward but not awkward as in socially inept (like some 1st overall draft picks) but awkward as in "I'm famous? WHAAAAAT?"

Nice pupils, mate!

Guys its gotten so bad that every tall, brunette, white guy I see I'm like "OMG! IS that Rick Nash????" it friggin' hilarious!!!!!!

Unlike Christian Bale, who I will NEVER, EVER meet, Rick is real, Rick is here, Rick lives in my hometown so having a school girl crush isn't completely ridiculous...right? I'm lame I know...but its also kind of hilarious, non?


PS Don't worry Rick I wont' stalk you...but I still think you're dreamy

PPS He has a tatoo of a shark on his arm... A SHARK!!!!! Like OMG sharks are my favourite animals, we're like so totally ~*meant to be*~ LOL

PPPS I'm totally dying right now, this is too funny