And I'm not even going to talk about Huet.

I got through today without crying, except after the intial news.

And now that I'm home, and thinking about it, fuck, there are the tears again.

It's not the same team anymore.

I don't care about Foote, I really don't, other than to wonder who'll get the C.

But fuck. Sergei. No. Just no. I knew he was going to be gone by the end of this season. But I didn't expect this.

It's not the team I fell in love with anymore. And it's so much worse than it was with the Oilers last season. At least for me.

I just want my Sergei back. I want Shelley back. I just want my team back.

So. It can't be any worse than last year. I hope.

Since I last posted, work has eaten my face, proceeded to uneat my face, and I continue to fail at catching hockey games. Sigh.

What I do know is that Pazzy got his ninth shutout of the season against Montreal, and I couldn't be more proud of him. Much love to you, Pazzy.

And as I post this, I am dreading the coming of my second Trade Deadline Day of my hockey fan-ship, and frankly, I don't know if this year could possibly be worse than last year. The Jackets might be hell bound and determined to make it worse, however, if these rumours of Brule, Fritsche, and Tollefsen being traded to Tampa have any merit. If this happens, the Jackets and I will not be on speaking terms for a little while. And I'll have to have a vague liking for Tampa.

Although, it is a nice change to have a secure feeling in that Nikolai Zherdev is staying with the team, whereas last season, I was panicking come TDD. Now I'm panicking over Sergei, Vybes, and the babies. I'm not sure this is a great trade off, actually. No pun intended.

Why do I have to work on TDD? Ugh.

Here's to hoping I don't get a text at work that will make me sob.

THE DAY FROM HELL. (Wherein Skye proves that she is a moron.)

Aka: Trade Deadline Day.

My day started out pretty good. IE: I slept on the couch until mom left for work, and I could jump online and check what all was going on in the trading world.

And then I got this news.

Ty Conklin traded to Buffalo.

I AM SO DISTRESSED ABOUT THIS. Yes, Conks kind of sucked like horribly for us, whenever he played, but still! I had grown retardedly attached to him, and I am so distressed that he's gone.

In return, I'm hearing rumors of getting a fifth-rounder.

The Jackets also claimed goalie Boucher (his first name is escaping me, and I'm too distressed to go worry about it) off of Waivers from Chicago.

Now, let's talk about the other distressing news of the day.

The Sabres traded Marty Biron. I don't even know WHY I'm so distressed about this. Drea might have something to do with it. Actually, I think I'm so distressed because of really retarded reasons that I won't divulge here.

Now. My biggest point of distress.

The Oilers Trade Ryan Smyth

NONONONONONONONONO. GIVE HIM BACK. NOW. NOW. NOW. GIVE. HIM. BACK. I REFUSE TO ACCEPT THIS. GIVE HIM BACK. HOW?! HOW COULD THEY DO THIS?! *scream*

...I'm going to go SOB in a corner now and hate hockey for a little bit.