"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.

Your over-confidence will be your down fall...

Agenda? World domination?

So it seem I will get a chance to play Risk once more this summer. Amanda has not returned to MIT yet and from what I have heard she is the one that has demanded a rematch.

I should be saying things like: "Hey, Amanda. I didn't know you loved losing so much, you wanted to do it again?", "Amanda, its not that you were to weak, I was just too strong ... no, no actually you were weak, too. I was trying to be nice, but it was too big a lie not to be exposed ..." and "No the only loser here is 'YOU'! ... and your face."

But I will refrain because I will never forget once while playing Resident Evil ZER0. I made a haughty claim ... give me a moment as I flashback in my mind. After doing an tedious time-consuming puzzle, I was ready to engage the final boss, and Larri, a good friend and avid Resident Evil fan, was like "you better go back save or you'll have to do all that stuff again ..." and I dared to reply, "Nah, I'll just win instead." Oh, the heuvos I have!

WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING??? SAVING IS CRUCIAL. If you could save in real life you live right next to the thing; be it glimmering aura, a shiny floating crystal, mysteriously placed orb, a god damn tent... you'd never leave man you just be like ... "HELL YEAH, overwrite previous data!"

I'm sure you can guess, that I did not beat the boss. I received a stare and "man..." from Larri that felt like the equivalent of being in a stockade having to hear insults in British accents and/or being whipped.

Anything Else?

Umm, no idea. I think we must end our game at 12 am, so who knows what is going on after that ... I might see Stardust yet again. Damn this Asian blood ... a slave to light romantic comedies. Tomorrow going to have to see the Order of the Phoenix with the family, but probably going to check out this indy high school flick, Rocket Science. Ahh, I bet this movie has like a 89% chance of being painfully awkward 100% of the time.

"Bring me $20 worth of huevos. INMEDIATAMENTE!"

What the hell have you been up to since March 24, 2007 ???

"GET THAT CORN OUT OF MY FACE!" No, really how am I suppose remember the things I have done in that time? Well, I don't need to remember ... I'm pretty sure it was just playing WoW and going to work. Life has been pretty lame for these many months and that's how I like it.

Anything Memorable?

Out of all this time away, I think the most memorable thing that has happened is I played like the world's shortest game of Risk. We started playing at 9:30 and the world was completely dominated by 11:40.

"Two hours and ten minutes? That doesn't seem fast at all ..." "SHUT UP! You have never played Risk!" I deny that a normal game of Risk takes any less than 27 hours to complete, THAT is the bare minimum. I would normally set aside 37 hours just to play a single game, and most of the time that is not enough.

Who won? Me of course ... What was the secret of my success? Easy. Giving really bad advice to people who aren't me, and most importantly after they do what I suggested, not going ... "OH man, I can't believe you just did that . . . suckerrrrrrrrrrrrrr."

I do hope I get to play another game of Risk before the summer is out but I think one of our key players, Amanda, is back to school at MIT. I was just next to MIT last weekend. I guess I could have just rolled up in there and been like . . .

I guess that's why I didn't because I got nothing witty to say. It would have been a completely wasted to trip. I would have like showed up ... maybe shrugged and said, "These buildings look much nicer from the outside." She would have been, "Is that it? You traveled this far just for that? Loser!" Obviously around then I would feel bad ... man, how about this fake scenario has blown up in my face. I should really think these fantasies through before continuing with my thought. In retrospect in my head as I walking down the hall thinking I should have said, "The only "loser" here is your face."

Other Risk Highlights:

1. Wondered if it would be possible to phone-in a game of Risk while driving through the midwest.

2. When I took over Australia from Great Britain by way of Kamchatka.

3. I thought maybe we should play team Risk only because I wanted to call my team, Team Half-Alaska. I laughed for days over the name, why? Because one dude is from Alaska and I am not. Do you not see the genius?

4. This dude John. After starting the game in Africa, he eventually took over South America and called it "South Africa". Not hilarious. But hysterical when he started moving into North America in hopes of taking it over and calling it "North South Africa". Also, called this guy's three remaining troops "Delta Force Ural".

Anything Else?

Not really? I mean I did other stuff but I don't want to write about it. Will I continue to write at all? Who knows?