Dira's innocent look gives up the ghost.

[dira]

Harry Potter Personality Quiz by Pirate Monkeys Inc.

So, now you know. I write smut *and* I'm a criminal mastermind. Must start brushing up my demonic laughter, to fill the niche vacted by the defunct innocent look.



And in other news, the Red Wings rock (sorry, Wild fans!) and I love them so much there are no words to describe it. And, despite circumstances, I didn't start trying to mentally hook up our recently-divorced goalie* with any of his teammates until late in the third. Very late.

Things I love less than my guys include: the gents of Section 203B, row 23, who divided their time between insulting a veteran defenseman (tip: if you have a problem with players pushing the absolute limits of career length, don't watch the Wings) and pointing out hot chicks to each other (sample dialogue: "Just below the rail, white top, white top! She's not playoff material, but it's a Monday night, you gotta make do." "Oh, yeah, I'll take that. Hey, game's on. Get off the ice, Murphy!") and, oh yeah, chit-chatting about their wives and an upcoming wedding for one of the party. I was torn between a) wanting to hit them, b) wanting to make sure they weren't checking me out, and c) wondering what, exactly, is so great about guys anyway.


* - Speaking of recently divorced goalies, can anybody name an unmarried or divorced NHL player other than Sergei Fedorov (and Manny Legace, but I'm guessing most of you couldn't name him anyway)? I'm excepting the guys under, say, age 25, who just aren't married yet, since "Sharing a downtown bachelor pad with a teammate and spending off days playing video games" seems to be a normal part of the pro hockey player life cycle. After that, they seem, to a man, to get married and produce broods of adorable children, but maybe my sample is just skewed somehow.