"Dude, what's up with that cut? I don't know man, maybe it was your razor wit? ow!"

WHAT?

I was talking to Catrine I think and I was saying something and she said, "You think you're funny don't you?" or something alone those lines. The answer is "Hell yeah!" Chew on that as you read my incredibly sparse blog entry.

Games?

Started playing WoW again yesterday. Oh, merciful crap! Think I'm going back on vacation tomorrow.

I booted up my 360 like 80 times over the weekend, only to power it down like seconds later. Every time I thought of what a commitment it would be to play Blue Dragon, urge to play ... lost.

Played Risk Friday night with Steve, Steve's sister, and drunk Mr. Judy. Holy crap, did I complain previously about the people I was played with not wanting blood? THERE WAS NO MERCY THIS TIME. It was a f'ing blood bath and the number one victim was me. The beating was so fierce that I think heat of battle melted my tiny plastic figurine soldiers' faces in poses of anguish, as was my own.

Anything Else?

I barely have the will to live, let a lone write entries. Is this the end of the blog? Honestly, it lasted longer than I thought.