I forgot the friggin' crux

I've been pleasuring my auditory system with borderline female this-is-almost-pop-so-I-feel-guilty tunes lately, and consequently I feel rather guilty. I am just beguiled by Sarah Blasko and to a lesser extent, Leona Naess. Screw you both.
My hockey knowledge is extensive and perhaps I should cut back.
Tomorrow I am attending a legitimate church.
Frig.
I had a purpose to this post but my mind is blank. It does this often. I need a new mind.