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So this baseball boy right here? He's one of my favorite boys in the whole world. His name is Buster Posey.



He got hurt in a game last night and is possibly out for the rest of the season with a broken leg and torn ligaments in his ankle. I am so praying that he isn't going to be out the whole time, though. Sigh. Stupid Marlins. I am heartbroken that Buster is injured and sad for my boys. I wrote more about the whole thing over on my baseball blog.

Sad me is sad. =(

But...baseball boy in my icon (Eli Whiteside) now takes over as starting catcher and will be awesome. I <3 the Eli to pieces.

Real update soon. I have been badly neglecting this place. Busy with other things, I suppose. Kitten, school, work, etc. Back soon. Really. I swear.

So this picture right here below? Says it all about how I am feeling this week. I am so doing a Giants picspam at some point. Because...gah! We won the freakin' World Series!



Lovelovelove.

A very late night post just to gush about baseball a bit. As most people know, I was born and raised a San Francisco Giants fan. I will always be a Giants fan, no matter what they do in a season. HOWEVER, this season has been absolutely incredible. Not only did we win the National League West, but the NL Division Series, then the NL Championship Series (beat THAT, Philly!), and we're now in the World Series, up 2 games to 1 vs. the Texas Rangers. Gah! We kicked their butts in SF, and now we're gonna bring it all home. Seriously.

I don't even think I could gush enough about my boys. From Timmy to Matt Cain, to Buster Posey(see icon), to Aubrey Huff, to Cody Ross (the Boss!!). And then my Aaron...oh, my beloved Aaron. He may have struggled this season, but when it matters, the man comes to freakin' play. Which leads me into the next thing...

The Dad and I actually went to Game 2 of the World Series in San Francisco last Thursday night. And I swear, it was the most amazing experience of my life! We had awesome, upper lever seats, surrounded by awesome other fans. We got to see Lady Antebellum perform the National Anthem, a home run by Edgar Renteria, and the Giants take the Rangers bullpen for a freakin' ride in the 8th inning. We scored 7 runs that inning, leading us to an eventual 9-0 win. We sang along with Steve Perry (who was there in the crowd, leading everyone in song), and generally had THE most amazing time. Plus, my Aaron hit a huge two out, two run stand-up triple. I may have lost my voice screaming for him in that moment. Seriously. Matt Cain is a freakin' workhorse (and I adore him), and the boys were just terrific.

I really can't get over that we got to go to a WS game. I will never, ever forget it, and I get a little teary just thinking about the whole experience, especially that I got to go with my dad, who raised me to be this Giants fanatic. Heh.

So here's to my favorite boys...regardless of what happens the rest of the Series, I am so proud to be a fan of these guys, the best group of misfits ever. Lovelovelove!

A very late night post just to gush about baseball a bit. As most people know, I was born and raised a San Francisco Giants fan. I will always be a Giants fan, no matter what they do in a season. HOWEVER, this season has been absolutely incredible. Not only did we win the National League West, but the NL Division Series, then the NL Championship Series (beat THAT, Philly!), and we're now in the World Series, up 2 games to 1 vs. the Texas Rangers. Gah! We kicked their butts in SF, and now we're gonna bring it all home. Seriously.

I don't even think I could gush enough about my boys. From Timmy to Matt Cain, to Buster Posey(see icon), to Aubrey Huff, to Cody Ross (the Boss!!). And then my Aaron...oh, my beloved Aaron. He may have struggled this season, but when it matters, the man comes to freakin' play. Which leads me into the next thing...

The Dad and I actually went to Game 2 of the World Series in San Francisco last Thursday night. And I swear, it was the most amazing experience of my life! We had awesome, upper lever seats, surrounded by awesome other fans. We got to see Lady Antebellum perform the National Anthem, a home run by Edgar Renteria, and the Giants take the Rangers bullpen for a freakin' ride in the 8th inning. We scored 7 runs that inning, leading us to an eventual 9-0 win. We sang along with Steve Perry (who was there in the crowd, leading everyone in song), and generally had THE most amazing time. Plus, my Aaron hit a huge two out, two run stand-up triple. I may have lost my voice screaming for him in that moment. Seriously. Matt Cain is a freakin' workhorse (and I adore him), and the boys were just terrific.

I really can't get over that we got to go to a WS game. I will never, ever forget it, and I get a little teary just thinking about the whole experience, especially that I got to go with my dad, who raised me to be this Giants fanatic. Heh.

So here's to my favorite boys...regardless of what happens the rest of the Series, I am so proud to be a fan of these guys, the best group of misfits ever. Lovelovelove!

that have made me happy today:

1.) The Giants kicking some Atlanta butt tonight in Game 1 of the NLDS. The Timmy with 14 Ks and Buster Posey with an SB (albeit that he really was tagged out, but oh well, ATL was SOL on that call...heh) and Cody Ross with the RBI. Lights out tonight. Gah! Good lord, I love this freakin' GAME! Eeee! My boys are in the playoffs, people. I am giddy. Giddy, I say. I am somewhere in the vicinity of the zone. Seriously.

2.) Getting good mail! Got some money back from my apartment complex and the deposit...yay! Also got my official transcript so I can finally apply for school. And--I got the writing books and new journal that I ordered on Amazon with a gift certificate I hadn't used yet. Hooray!

3.) Oh hell. Tim Lincecum. He makes me happy! (as does Aaron Rowand. I heart him. Endlessly!)

before I keel over from the effects of the NyQuil I took not long ago. Fairly sure UI am both slightly sick and dealing with an allergy attack that has taken my vocal cords over once more. At least now I know the trigger. Ugh. Anyone who knows what my voice sounds like normally--now think of it a good octave loer and all croak-y. Yeah, real attractive, let me tell you.

On the up side, at least I am not up to par this weekend instead of this coming weekend, as Dad and I are going to one more Giants game. This'll be our fifth game of the season! We've seen the Timmy three times, Randy Johnson once, and this time should be Jonathan Sanchez. Whee! If not, it'll either be Matt Cain or Brad Penny (who, by the way, was an awesome addition to our rotation!). I was hoping for Barry Zito, but perhaps next season. *g* This last game we are going to, I am going all out orange and black. May even go and get my nails done in team colors. We shall see. I have jewelry all ready, my scarf, my jersey, and black and orange ribbons for my hair AND I bought a shiny orange purse on Amazon. Meep. I am nothing if not devoted.

Work is good. We've been busy and starting to gear up for holiday. But overall, work is good and I lovelovelove it. I've made some good friends, that's for sure. Am contemplating going to Disneyland with a couple of them around my birthday, but we shall see.

Writing is still good. I've slacked the last couple of days because I haven't been feeling up to it, but I am up over at least 8000 words to where I should be, so I can afford to slack a bit. But I've had a couple of story things in my head lately, so this is a good thing. I went and bought a new laptop a couple of weeks ago. Got a nifty little red Acer netbook for a great price at Sam's Club, and I adore the thing (whose name is Aaron, I have to mention). The mom got a nifty pink zippered case for it, and I got a cooling pad, and I love it! I'm using it solely for my writing, and I'm still getting used to the tiny keyboard.

David Nail's album ("I'm About To Come Alive") came out two weeks ago and I've listened to it non-stop. Absolutely amazing CD, and I am so proud to have been a fan since the beginning. Sigh. Beyond proud of him!

And my dear bookofdays has gotten me hooked on the vocal talent of Christian Kane. Holy crap with the awesome voice. Adore, man.

Ugh. NyQuil is starting to settle in, as the typing has to keep getting corrected. Off to down some more echinecea and go to bed. Work at 9:30 am. Happy Labor Day. Heh.

Good night.

before I keel over from the effects of the NyQuil I took not long ago. Fairly sure UI am both slightly sick and dealing with an allergy attack that has taken my vocal cords over once more. At least now I know the trigger. Ugh. Anyone who knows what my voice sounds like normally--now think of it a good octave loer and all croak-y. Yeah, real attractive, let me tell you.

On the up side, at least I am not up to par this weekend instead of this coming weekend, as Dad and I are going to one more Giants game. This'll be our fifth game of the season! We've seen the Timmy three times, Randy Johnson once, and this time should be Jonathan Sanchez. Whee! If not, it'll either be Matt Cain or Brad Penny (who, by the way, was an awesome addition to our rotation!). I was hoping for Barry Zito, but perhaps next season. *g* This last game we are going to, I am going all out orange and black. May even go and get my nails done in team colors. We shall see. I have jewelry all ready, my scarf, my jersey, and black and orange ribbons for my hair AND I bought a shiny orange purse on Amazon. Meep. I am nothing if not devoted.

Work is good. We've been busy and starting to gear up for holiday. But overall, work is good and I lovelovelove it. I've made some good friends, that's for sure. Am contemplating going to Disneyland with a couple of them around my birthday, but we shall see.

Writing is still good. I've slacked the last couple of days because I haven't been feeling up to it, but I am up over at least 8000 words to where I should be, so I can afford to slack a bit. But I've had a couple of story things in my head lately, so this is a good thing. I went and bought a new laptop a couple of weeks ago. Got a nifty little red Acer netbook for a great price at Sam's Club, and I adore the thing (whose name is Aaron, I have to mention). The mom got a nifty pink zippered case for it, and I got a cooling pad, and I love it! I'm using it solely for my writing, and I'm still getting used to the tiny keyboard.

David Nail's album ("I'm About To Come Alive") came out two weeks ago and I've listened to it non-stop. Absolutely amazing CD, and I am so proud to have been a fan since the beginning. Sigh. Beyond proud of him!

And my dear bookofdays has gotten me hooked on the vocal talent of Christian Kane. Holy crap with the awesome voice. Adore, man.

Ugh. NyQuil is starting to settle in, as the typing has to keep getting corrected. Off to down some more echinecea and go to bed. Work at 9:30 am. Happy Labor Day. Heh.

Good night.

I'm so looking forward to tonight's MLB All-Star Game. My Timmeh is the NL starting pitcher (rightfully so!) and will probably pitch two innings. I'm so proud of that boy! And proud of Matt Cain too, even though he won't be able to pitch tonight after being hit by a line drive last week. But Timmy will do a great job tonight and I can't wait to see his introduction! Eeee!

And baseball---oh, my beloved baseball. Last Thursday, the Dad and I went to SF for the Giants/Padres game. Watched TImmy take a no-hitter to the 7th inning, saw Molina, Ishikawa, and Uribe hit home runs, and had an amazing time. THEN! The next night, Friday--Jonathan Sanchez pitched the first no-hitter in the Major Leagues all season. God, I was so beyond proud. (even though Dad and I missed seeing it in person by one day!) After the terrible season he's had so far, he gets tossed back into the rotation after being demoted to the bullpen and after Randy Johnson gets hurt--and he throws a no-hitter. It's beyond awesome, and he deserves the credit so very much. And my beloved Aaron Rowand freakin' saved the game with his AMAZING catch in the 9th inning. I have unholy love for that man, let me tell you. And all the hugs and the tears from Jonathan's father, who was watching his son for the first time as a starter in the majors. What a story. Sob. I've cried a lot watching the footage and looking at the photos from Friday night. Meep.

And the week has just gotten better! I got an email yesterday form the head fan club guy (Luke), with the Keith Urban fan club, and I was picked to work the fan club booth at the concert on Friday night. Yay! I'm one of the Customs Agents, and get to stamp my fellow Monkeys' passports/scrapbook pages before the show starts. Color me psyched. I never thought I'd get picked, so I was really surprised to get the email yesterday afternoon. I'm so looking forward to seeing Keith again and seeing Sugarland. Plus, I'm taking my dad, the best date ever. Heh.

Am out at the parents' house dog sitting while the mom and dad are on a two day vacation. I'll be doing the same next week when they go to who knows where. Haha. Speaking of said dogs, Dawson is at my feet attempting to get me to play. He just might sucker me in.

Writing still good. May have agreed to co-write and edit a book with a friend. We'll see what comes of that! I couldn't believe I was even asked, but I agreed readily. Looking forward to it, if it comes to fruition!

Off to attempt being productive before the game starts at 5. Yippee!

Still in love with David Nail's "Red Light". And am so proud that it's going up the charts right now. I can't wait until the album ("I'm About To Come Alive") comes out next month!

Work is--really good. We've been dealing with some news the past couple of weeks that has got us all a bit unnerved, and yet so hopeful. So far, the news is very, very good and we are remaining positive about it all. Plus, we had an amazing month of June business wise. Heh. We worked our butts off for it, that's for sure. But I seriously love all my co-workers and never fail to laugh and enjoy my job. It's nice. In fact, today, co-worker Tom and I were talking baseball. We like to give each other a hard time because I am a Giants fan and he is a Dodger (EVIL!) fan. And just--all of them--they're so fantastic. But we're all hoping for the final word to come down as to what is going on in the next few weeks.

And on another old work front, karma still continues to work in fantastic ways. And I may or may not have gloated just a bit when I got the news. Heh. I cannot confirm nor deny it. Really.

Then! Speaking of the Giants above, they are great this season. Dad and I have been to two games so far this season, and are going to the game in SF tomorrow night vs. the Padres. Timmy is pitching and I am so excited to see him again. Plus Aaron and Franny and Randy Winn, and the Panda! Ahh, my Pablo. We're so voting the boy in to the ASG this year dang it. We SF fans are voting for Sandoval, and Ian Kinsler of the Rangers for the AL. Heh. But yay for games. This will be another good time in San Francisco! Dad and I are leaving around noon and driving up to my beloved ballpark. I get to squee at the Timmy again. Meep.

Watched bits and pieces of the MJ memorial yesterday. John Mayer was brilliant as always, and Michael's gorgeous little daughter just broke my heart. Such a brave girl. I so wanted to just hug her! But overall, just kind of a sad event. I hope he's finally at peace.

Keith Urban concert in just over a week! So psyched to see him and Sugarland. I can't wait to hear "'Til Summer Comes Around" live. Gah! Excited for my fourth KU show.

Writing is fantastic. I'm up about 6,000 words for the year so far and it's kind of nice to feel accomplished. I have, however, slacked off on the novel. Sigh. It's so frustrating to be so easily distracted by the shiny, pretty things. (read: Chris Pine and Zach Quinto and various other shiny things!). But I seriously am vowing to get back into my story. I've revamped my cast list just a tad (damn you, Pine! Haha) and perhaps have a fresh mindset on a few things. Perhaps I did need the time away to revamp again. But I ahve to work more on it, or I'll never feel like I've accomplished what I was hoping to with this year-long writing challenge.

Randomly--I need a new moodtheme. I need to hunt down a Star Trek one, seriously.

Off to be relatively productive--and pack my bag to take to the house tomorrow. Must find all my orange and black gear. My jersey, my Timmy shirt (which I now want an Aaron Rowand one too!), my SF sweatshirt, and my self-knit scarf. Also need to paint my nails orange like I do for every game we go to.

Good night!

Still in love with David Nail's "Red Light". And am so proud that it's going up the charts right now. I can't wait until the album ("I'm About To Come Alive") comes out next month!

Work is--really good. We've been dealing with some news the past couple of weeks that has got us all a bit unnerved, and yet so hopeful. So far, the news is very, very good and we are remaining positive about it all. Plus, we had an amazing month of June business wise. Heh. We worked our butts off for it, that's for sure. But I seriously love all my co-workers and never fail to laugh and enjoy my job. It's nice. In fact, today, co-worker Tom and I were talking baseball. We like to give each other a hard time because I am a Giants fan and he is a Dodger (EVIL!) fan. And just--all of them--they're so fantastic. But we're all hoping for the final word to come down as to what is going on in the next few weeks.

And on another old work front, karma still continues to work in fantastic ways. And I may or may not have gloated just a bit when I got the news. Heh. I cannot confirm nor deny it. Really.

Then! Speaking of the Giants above, they are great this season. Dad and I have been to two games so far this season, and are going to the game in SF tomorrow night vs. the Padres. Timmy is pitching and I am so excited to see him again. Plus Aaron and Franny and Randy Winn, and the Panda! Ahh, my Pablo. We're so voting the boy in to the ASG this year dang it. We SF fans are voting for Sandoval, and Ian Kinsler of the Rangers for the AL. Heh. But yay for games. This will be another good time in San Francisco! Dad and I are leaving around noon and driving up to my beloved ballpark. I get to squee at the Timmy again. Meep.

Watched bits and pieces of the MJ memorial yesterday. John Mayer was brilliant as always, and Michael's gorgeous little daughter just broke my heart. Such a brave girl. I so wanted to just hug her! But overall, just kind of a sad event. I hope he's finally at peace.

Keith Urban concert in just over a week! So psyched to see him and Sugarland. I can't wait to hear "'Til Summer Comes Around" live. Gah! Excited for my fourth KU show.

Writing is fantastic. I'm up about 6,000 words for the year so far and it's kind of nice to feel accomplished. I have, however, slacked off on the novel. Sigh. It's so frustrating to be so easily distracted by the shiny, pretty things. (read: Chris Pine and Zach Quinto and various other shiny things!). But I seriously am vowing to get back into my story. I've revamped my cast list just a tad (damn you, Pine! Haha) and perhaps have a fresh mindset on a few things. Perhaps I did need the time away to revamp again. But I ahve to work more on it, or I'll never feel like I've accomplished what I was hoping to with this year-long writing challenge.

Randomly--I need a new moodtheme. I need to hunt down a Star Trek one, seriously.

Off to be relatively productive--and pack my bag to take to the house tomorrow. Must find all my orange and black gear. My jersey, my Timmy shirt (which I now want an Aaron Rowand one too!), my SF sweatshirt, and my self-knit scarf. Also need to paint my nails orange like I do for every game we go to.

Good night!