Hockey is for Jarome

Played hockey for the first time this season today - the ice is shit. It snowed buckets early this morning (thank God it wasn't heavy snow), so we had to shovel a tiny ass rink, but it works. Dunno if my knees have bruises on them yet or not; my skates are new-ish and I feel every rift or crack in the ice (is it sad that when I go to type crack, I type crash? Damn Crash Love!), and I tripped over a massive crack and went down hard on my knees. Then, I got body-checked, spun around somehow, and landed on my stomach, almost crushing Pilaf, my new iPod. Pilaf is indestructable. And I am immune to homicide. And hockey is for Jarome.