I never thought I'd say this but I was too tired to play video games last night. After a full 9 hour work day *ugh* I took Xanadu to the vet for some booster shots. She was incredible, very calm and sweet unlike most of our visits that involve shaking and heavy panting--and if you think that's bad, you should see Xanadu *ka-ching!* The downside was that I didn't get home until almost 6 PM, when I did a little bit of freelance work, cleaned up the kitchen and living room, took a shower and bang, it was 10 o'clock. No God of War 2 for me.

To make matters worse, at 4 AM a heated argument broke out in the parking lot below my window full of curse words, angry accusations and lots of yelling. If I had water balloons, I would have tossed them at them like akin to the effect of spraying fighting dogs with a hose. One of my neighbors yelled at them to shut up, which had the effect of the couple temporarily joining forces to tell aforementioned neighbor to screw himself. Then they graciously moved out of the parking lot and directly under my other window. It was 5 AM before they finally shut up.

This morning I'm not so much grumpy as I am disoriented. My eyes feel like I'm a back-up pilot in the Mon Calamari airforce. And without my fix of bashing undead Greek soldiers, I'm just plain worthless for a few hours. I am writing this blog however, which goes to show that even when my brain is at half-power, I still sentence organize and thoughts down I write them.

Posted by James Dziezynski @ 8:39 AM