As you may have read on Urban Therapy, our hockey team lost...we're improving though, which is good. I had a nice breakaway, but I was stoned by the goalie yet again. Bastard.

Tomorrow just about everyone at work heads to Indianapolis for a memorial service for Joel (the contributing editor who died in Dec.) at the Scouting Combine. Me and Trent will not be going. It will be nice and quiet in the office, fortunately, but at the same time, it will be pretty tough to stay focused with no one around. But I'll certainly have enough to do, so maybe concentrating won't be soooo hard...we'll see.

So yeah, we'll see...I don't have much else to talk about...so that's all for now.