mixed messages from the universe

-So, I made muffins one night this week, which is something I do fairly often so that I can have a stash of baked goods in the freezer to toss in my lunch. And I was making applesauce raisin muffins, which are one of my favorites, so I make them a lot, and one of my roommates was also in the kitchen, and we were chatting, so I wasn't playing huge attention to the recipe. And they baked a little funny - took much longer than I thought, but I was also doing laundry, so maybe I lost track of the time, and the texture was smoother and softer, but they are a bit underbaked, and the taste is different - still delicious, maybe even better than usual, but not as darkly flavored as usual, but I eyeball the spices.

Or, as I realized today, maybe it's because I accidentally doubled the amount of butter. I'd say "whoops!" but they are seriously so good.

-I arrived home today to find the UPS guy on my porch, delivering a punching bag. ("Are you apartment 1 or 2?" he asked. "Uh, 2" I said. "This is for you!" "Uh, let me go grab my roommate for that.") I....got nothing.

-In hockey news, I am wondering how I can be disappointed after the Devils-Hawks game when I cheer for the Hawks but have the Devils on my fantasy team. Surely you'd think at least one of those would work out for me, right? But no. (In "SCH is remarkably similar to my flist" news, discussion and gifs of mostly-naked Tazer has featured prominently in both sets of comments. I approve! and lol my ass off at the poor fanboys who can't figure out what to do with these new feelings.)